Iliterate Poet

A dumping ground for my works in progress.

14 Sept 2010

Lark

I play with the light
I play with the dark.
I sing bird songs to the lark
I am jagged and round.
thorny and smooth.
sweet like a sugar cube.
I am here and there.
I am everywhere and nowhere.
I am on and off.
Ion, Ioff, Ionasphere, I am on a sphere!
I am free.
I am illogical.
I am I and I is me.

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