Nose Blind
I became nose blind
through a one of a kind
open minded mystic
who guided me
via a thicket
some say sticky wicket
was the ewok who saved the day
Hey!
I wouldn’t have mined
if it was lost
I know he’d find it
Thoughts
I imagine myself tripping down a mountain made of words, grabbing at them as I fall and writing them down at the bottom.
The basic building blocks of a guitar.
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