Monday, July 15, 2013

Joy like you... bicycle kick...

Volte face
one kid ,
Jumps
Into the cool air
And gee
See
How he circles
And kicks
The ball...

Joy
me sees
Then in his face
he becomes joy
Emancipated...

Pure
Lustrous
Sweated
Youthful
Like a boy
O boy!
He kicks
The half circled
Bicycled...

Like joie
Perspiring...
Glowing...

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