Summer is coming
like a giant
steamroller,
belching smoke
and flame,
sounding like a
hurricane wind
as it flattens
all in its path
Random thoughts and poems (and photographs) written in the grammatical tense "Future Imperfect".
David Horton
Summer is coming
like a giant
steamroller,
belching smoke
and flame,
sounding like a
hurricane wind
as it flattens
all in its path
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