Obviously

Stretch

This poem is to communitate.

Ira Ezra

Since each sound is itself a poem
As each thought that emerges into sound is also.

And as money creates nothing (a flaw0

Thus here there dreams (interest me) a none.

I passively bring my causes to a listener.
I answer with my hem: There's me.

Crowning this baby's knowledge is
a bone. You loved as body (I caved in -- treaty).

Literature to a vain artomus.




Fince the play with tron;
Go cruelty try it with the hell.

Me ham.

Skip the body.

I ran to a possible pleasing flake.

Rock the simple -- ingrid.