posted on Sep, 16 2023 @ 11:57 PM
47-21212 hello planet earth, do you know what time it is.
Lost in vastness of a universe, she looked pretty as a blur, a blur to rot and a blur to love again. Her spin was off tune to an unfamiliar key, the
key of time, a key to not rhyme.
Your blur planet has water, waterfalls of time, ice rocks from worlds of oceans. They say the oceans have high tides because everything cries. Lovers
of worldly events cry yo rise, loving animals cry at night. Ants march and cry. Bees sing tunes of crying eyes.
This event on planet earth has changed her dial tone to busy instead of free rings, rings with noise and rings from birth. She gives and gives when
humans take and take…
Happiness of her clouds roll by, everything rolls by sometimes, the eye that cries rolls by…the middle puffs new words, words of joy and words of
love, we all love, even as time flies she loves, her mom loves to birds that sing us morning tunes and fish jump over the waters edge…
Next time you call planet earth be sure to add +1…