inspireed flips

Noise
in the breeze

like Norse code,
At see.

Simplicity

…It is periphery

spoken words to me …

then left
on the beach.

as specificity,
conjures up the

havenoty’t imagined seen
Life witho’t
dream

But there
still is burn!

Lip take a reverse way turn

In scrapings of the years for learn
construction
round biggest dock
where
Peace crops up in spots

This make me

In,
in

truth to it.
I docked
ship
Not to know the large of this

‘cause keeps me on my
toes



t.flo2009