I see lines
Lines parrallel
Lines horizontal
Lines creating shed-like boxes
To hold other characters like mothers hold their babies
Few arcs bend like willing prostitutes
As other strikes act like working spears
Crossing to mate like goats in the midst of their young
What about the little strikes hiding like babies on the backs of their mothers?
What at all are these?
As if aluminum-falling-like names aren’t enough
Chan! Chan! Makes the noisiest mess ever
Why confuse us with conundrumed lines paraded as words?
Still, you are skillfully talented to create such a mess
And make it meaningful beautiful
A beautiful mess that is
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015


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