#inktober 4. SPELL

 

A Spell For Poetry

May all your madnesses grow horns

bite the heads off gingerbreads

dunk your naked butts in a paddling pool

squint your smiling eyes at the sun

turn everyday cake into tractors

fly real fish through a plastic blue sky

hold your teddies close — the brown one and the paler

balance a polar bear on your laptop

& say goodbye with [a grin] an edit

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