Monday, February 11, 2019
Fun With Paper - Spass mit Papier #punchline #satire #pointe
|Looking for ideas|
(Poem by ViennaCC)
When you enrich like flesh stored by the wind
all farms become ashes
next to transluscent marine water and cinnamon leaves!
The throat treads on its arrogant mare?
Reflecting cinnamon droplets over the thicket.