Coming around`

I lay in the grass
and look at the stars.

“There are none,” says Smartarse,
“in the middle of the day.”


“They are always here,”
says Herr Ingeneer.
“Just because you can’t see
doesn’t mean, they did flee.”


“I am so glad,” utters Child.


Smartarse says, rather mild:
“Oh shit,
I was a bit
must admit.”


He resumes grumbled
when he quietly mumbled:
“Let’s all lay here
and make clouds disappear.”



Amadeus W.

Friday, 13 February 2015

…just in case you wonder about my spelling: ingeneer

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