Margot Down A K Hole by Justin Walsh
I don't know how I got here
I did but I forgot
I found a message in a bottle
Picked it up but then I dropped...
It
It changes feelings in me
And the sky and trees
It’s a building bridge
It’s the colour of sunrise
It speaks in tongues to me
Of the joy and things
Flows through my finger tips
And I can never catch it
It doesn’t grow on trees
It’s a one off advert
Laughing on T.V.
She wears a diamond necklace.
It speaks in tongues to me
Of the sky and trees
Slips through my finger tips
It’s the colour of sunset
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