A sphere of blue in the blackness of space. A spitting image alpha ray My body came in disarray Gems hidden in his dossier We'll Infiltrate the everglade Somewhat vexed by all the stains Can't escape the aftertaste Over work and under laid Baby faced and brazenfaced A hatchet to the candidate daddy lewd and desolate Sulfer lit the motorcade Never was a golden age Let alone a golden day
a poem by saro
a sphere of blue
x saro
