Creation poem by cjsdns

Forcing Holy Land/charms
It has become a sanctuary
Darking-dong suspicion
https://steemit.com/@cjsdns
speaker volume up
Biting like a crazy dog

suspicion of suspicion
I gave birth to a cloud in the rainy season or not.

with fear of clouds
rushing in

ate shit
Were you afraid of the pugs too?

looking at the sky
barks

bruise, bruise, bruise,
bruise, bruise, bruise,

while hiding
shit thrown out

5 billion worth of cheap shit
Maybe it's rat poop