sdrow rof stol

~

like a dictionary
typed
with invisible ink

like the night’s sky
if the overcast
cloud is a shroud

blanker than the stare
of a philanthropic
billionaire

unscribble i
as little bo peep
looks for sheep

& humpty dumpty
is scrambled
on buttery toast

like a magnetic
poetry kit
in a pole shift

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