golden sunshine coaxing
Green horns find it rough
The warmth, at first
Abundant as water untill
The freeze
It’s greener over here you know? But it burns me, can’t you see?
Put the magnifying glass away please,
It was okay before.
Why does the moon test in silver ink?
It makes it harder to read.
Just stop already; you saw the red.
Then just stop.
I can’t
My friend, I’m walking in grass, the green says go,
Too bad that snake wasn’t red. Maybe I could’ve put the breaks on.
Where’s the green bottle? That means go
Right?
By the way I was wondering. Is love green and gold? I used to think so
Is that the prism that our hearts share?
Or is that reflected back from your eye? A mirror or a prism? I could tell. And I’m sorry for that.
The green horns burn slowly but who needed them. Now it’s
Two red eyes.
Water is clear, man.
No it’s not. Look at my eyes they’re red.
STOP.
Can you explain pink one more time?
The green stripes.
What are talking about!?
You’re confusing me!
I told you.
Tulips
About the Creator
Peter Manville
creative with words and earth

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