Polyurethane Polyamory

Fret not my friends for no one knows it’s you

Vicariously living through the vastness of vegetables

Grasping at plastic wildlife without a hint of sarcasm

The irony lost in wrinkles of time

Deep fried beet poets beating past glories

Red with rage and essential nutrients

Streaking outside the lines of the as-advertised adult colouring book

Following the crumbs of left over reality

Back on top of the bottom out in front of your rear

Erleichda my friends

Our polyurethane polyamory will always persevere

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Electric cosmic lounge lizard of the wheeling variety. Lover of fine food, beautiful people, creative thinkers and fantastic voyages. Multi-media artist and writer.

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