Poetry CreatOR II

Created by Jeff Lewis & Erik Sincoff

with help from Darin & Thad Nicholson

The Jellyfish
Anonymous
Listen not to my trifles but devise your own
Listless, helpless, but never muttering
Buried in the sand, a solitary tit stuck out.
Piercing sounds, wails, crys, "Shut Up you profane fish!"
Run through the field of joy, past your lover, and embrace a wolf instead
Conquering for fabricating instantaneously done
Hope for you is not a morning dove, rather a mourning broken body
It tossed and turned, its compassionate tooth flapping uselessly,
Frolicking for foul fun, fish, crucify a scimitar instead.


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