The Gall
I am writing mainly
To unwrinkle meaning
(Provided my inspired iron's steaming)
Does reality stitch into what I'm dreaming?
Or vice versa?
Consider ying-yang colored orcas
Swimming in froth topped mochas
I don't know
Where my mind will go
But what's worse
Is that I've got the gall
To call it poetic verse.
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