The man on the road listens to your impression
and sees himself within.
He sees where you were blind,
He holds the corner piece.
Light not taste or smell
simply touch, see and hear
no sounding grape our
tasting yellow hybrid brings
dissimilar distraction
and miscued interaction
unintentional
quite exceptional?
no... but somehow yes
Fascination Frankenstein!
What is it we combine?
The smell of moonlight
The glow of gravy
Perversion of proper position
Connection from intuition
Veiled in wind...
A language long forgotten
and a lesson still to be learned
Veiled in wind...
Comes the Rosetta stone, The answer!
Laplace! Get the answer!
The Reason! Long hand...
see where you went wrong
The resolution and absolution...
My God It's the Man!
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