Word Jam #1

Juggling a few lines before bed.

Coronets For Ghosts

Smoked and stoked before midday
the rain runs down the inside of the day
foolin' us into goin' out for shelter

run through the jungle;
cut through the jungle
make a path right back home
for all our hollerin' 
and kickin' and screamin'
won't quieten them all down none






©AndrewJamesMurray

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