the Oxford coma
Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2023 9:31 pm
the Oxford coma
I am a mad lad, sonic
boom, read the room
pulling along a straight
edge. Along the curve,
a cursive credo in the
virtuoso bag. Dixie rag.
incinerate - burning hell,
awaits little illusion. our
hazard pay numbness as
we bleed ourselves dry.
green spells, old school
summer drummer falls
winter. springs forward,
falls back. standard deck.
lost in morning fog, love
infiltrates. head to metal
Motown. Had a transistor
radio under a pillowcase.
I am a mad lad, sonic
boom, read the room
pulling along a straight
edge. Along the curve,
a cursive credo in the
virtuoso bag. Dixie rag.
incinerate - burning hell,
awaits little illusion. our
hazard pay numbness as
we bleed ourselves dry.
green spells, old school
summer drummer falls
winter. springs forward,
falls back. standard deck.
lost in morning fog, love
infiltrates. head to metal
Motown. Had a transistor
radio under a pillowcase.