
Delegate the work!
Imagination beckons.
Slivers of a new world
Tangle behind my eyes:
Regard me! they say.
Ascend into the clouds!
Clouds turn to water on paper,
Thoughts dry up when spoken;
If I’m to do this I will stay
On my own up there,
No one else aware.
About the Creator
Lex Cee
Sometimes I put letters on a page and they start to mean things.


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