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Thoughts And Bras
It quickly gets monotonous
Coming from the bottom end
Of thought and conversation,
That place where television
And so called entertainment
Usually live, offering us
A carte blanche open door
To mindless containment,
That’s reality man they
Succinctly interjected,
Gravity draws bodies down
Makes things sag, water
Races to the lowest level,
Perhaps lofty thoughts
Like a bra uplift and
Deceive us with illusion.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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