Jumped inside out, on a tangle road
to the street of wizard,
as flower beds lay themselves out
in a row, on an intersection
to the crossroad between
blue and yellow,
while green is missing,
on a hot Sunday
underneath a mid day blizzard
that catches a sneeze
tossed up in the air
as it lands tails up,
so the sky cries out again,
tho the echo whispers
and the hair of day
is shaved to reveal
the skin of sight!
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Ahhh, Ravan what visual mind you have in with mine own in ways of abstract artistry...I am pleased you are pleased!