Poetry CreatOR II

Created by Jeff Lewis & Erik Sincoff

with help from Darin & Thad Nicholson

The Bank Robber
Anonymous
Crystal clouds swirled above the bank robber like a flame
Television set so sound of mind not free to arrange
Descending its way along, like a monkey in the grass.
She was flowing herself--she had no choice
Run through the field of joy, past your lover, and embrace a sloth instead
Never fanticized.. . Never more has been whispered
Just as the brittle leaf conquers the meek tree,
Heads whip back when crushed against anvil-like mouths
Spare me your excited bauble or I shall maim.


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