the idea is small. make it be a poem.
send me your small poems. i'll publish them. firstname.lastname@example.org or post one yourself, in the comments.
take a breakit can't be that important
the lines buzz with secretsclouds break dance thru the skyanother morning fraught, beginsin printlynze
Chopped gini, are you talkin2me’ type of gesture, anEnvironment, in which the terse and skitter, of this Air, tetchy, torchy; sometimes torpedo-configured;More often, calm and in good humour. Once in aWhile forced back into incoherence.
.A cumulus swelloverlapsa landscape surf.
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