InverseA Poem by Jacobentry into tovli's 10/40 poetry competition
“Adam” said Gob; don’t touch the I-pod. “Why the tricks? Uncanny; the proximity” ”sleight of the council; Flat was the decision. So the sexes were exchanged; During their birth. I bore a daughter, ruler over the mountains 32 years pre-origins.” © 2009 JacobReviews
|
Stats
230 Views
2 Reviews Added on June 6, 2009 |

Flag Writing