Tuesday, January 12, 2010

NeverSeed

NeverSeed
poem
poem
Sound off
I never seen an apple seed! Could be a lie iff taken as a statesmeant meant to mean just what it says to eye. I never seen an apple seed? As iff the apple was walking round planting seed? Oh! I never seen an apple seed! Never seen the inside of the apple cored or halved with seed of plenty? Wait! of course eye did. Trees within itself at least most apples seen have six or seven seed. Trees pop up when apple walks round! AGround but NeverSeed the seed makes trees not apples neverseed. Sound off. Music shared a song is performed it is recorded played replayed accorded instruments. It is the broadband song it is mine by default. It becomes our song by living it; sharing the broadband song; Sound off. The distant thunder: the muffled shout. Becomes the bass and treble pipsicotto even out. A taller person a shorter one will equal out both laying down together man and wife. NeverSeed Sound off.

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