Young says "If you give me not every week" is pure poetry so I am adding it to the poem made from rearranged snippets made by the Poetry Generator on Clematis Isle.
Here's to Oblivion from Alabama
If you give me not every week
The lush texture of my relentless desire
To melt into untouchable,
I am a rock
standing... dissolving... isolated.
With a blunt object
take over tomorrow.
Could you please melt into concrete?
Labels: Dept. of Incoherence
posted by - 12:19 PM