Summersalt
Spelling mistakes
will remain as such -
testaments to
hit-n-run mental
routines performed
to keep furrows
moist and gaps
synapsed
because without
an Olympic judge
in my periphery
sorting placards
and cocking evil
eyebrows, I will
gladly forego style
points and rely
solely upon the
guile and gumption
of my graceless
intelligence
to stick the landing.
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