P is for Pickapen: write a pickled peppoem in my YOUTH

WINDOWS OF MY YOUTH by Steve 'Fly Agaric 23' Pratt. 2005. California. USA/Eye see youth' glass of tyme, slowly meltinginto new formsGlass being transparent, like mytongue thats apparent, how not to be impressed, upon this window -my nose smushed up against the payne.I see children playing, lungs full of fresh airsky blue n' Everything in … Continue reading P is for Pickapen: write a pickled peppoem in my YOUTH