The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Mill house if you exist

I linked you to the wall

I thought you were not that small

But if you are a fact

I love that you were not hacked

But of course we need the mice

To all line up and eat rice

The world is not a timeless sort

Our needs are expanded in life

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