The Random House
Random in the house,
Juggled words were.
Asunder left you there were.
Mitochondria the nervous
Melon taken granted for.
Places in faraway away,
Discom-populated.
Story to tell.
In the story tell to.
Cry my heart
A Lord of Glory
Under a taken
Dark glimpse of God
I go.
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2024
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