poor

poor poor poor poor.

ask. this came out of mind.

broad zen. tells you nothing.

your shade breaks across my park plans.

your touch has a lot on its mind.

your expression eats at a steakhouse.

your building guard says “maybe” and offers alternatives.

your evocation dropped its pants in the back room.

your cut sounds like a house falling.

your dribble has a qualifying time.

your repect posits another character.

your meeting has no time.

your seat paid the captain.

your associations save for the next round.

your love takes nobody home to mother.

your idea reached an ending.

your YouTube account happens to be my childhood nickname.

your dirty window offers me no respect.

your repetitions abrogate sanctity.

your film has no second plot complication.

your diversion tames The Taming of the Shrew.

your holy card holds a bag of shards.

your play says what you mean.

your feeling turns the sky to its own command.

your road chastens the physical nature of metaphors.

your summer widens in bad shape.

your immateriality has a digital camera.

your waiting takes its best shot.