A streaming subconscious
of verse
Teaming with the
Images
of what’s passed
Or what may be.
No care for
iambic
pe
ntam
eter
True rhymes or slant rhymes
Or pretty couplets all in a row
It’s all free verse bay-bee!
Dreams are my ghost writer of sorts
How ‘bout yours?
| Author’s Notes: | |
| the formatting that i wanted didn’t carry over, bah…guess you’ll get the idea |
