upnatem 2

Meanwhile the two tangents had slipped into
silky lounge attire and their martini
intake trespassed socially acceptable limits
but to their credit they were cognizant
enough to exchange vibrations though they
could not escape what was there and then blur
omnipotence agents could not help
but to inflate which is what omnipotence

agents are commissioned to do wherever
climactic throes deem they should go and thus blow
smoke across tortoises dressed as forests
and haughty blooms acting a tad too mountainous
but in this case, these omnipotence agents
had no clue what it meant to come up against
two tangents inebriated on martinis
and all Omnipotence could do was clear Its throat

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About Timmy the Scribbler

Love to write all kinds of stuff I love writing so many different kinds of stuff it is a constant struggle to narrow the focus to a manageable handful and let the others go. But a few years ago I dipped my fingers into a poetry pie and of all my uncertainties, one thing that is no uncertainty is that it is one passion that must remain, so maybe that's the one. I do dearly delight in chopping up fictional works into stanzas and syllables.
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