Steamy fish,
Pink and red.
Open mouths,
With pink and red tongues.
The frying pan,
Is soaked in flames.
Different smokes,
Go out in the open.
Surrounded by mouths,
The pan is in the middle,
Frying fish with steamy giggles.
The man moves the pan.
The pan moves the flames.
The flames move the steam.
The steam moves the men.
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Chaos, Meaning and Poetry
PoetryIf you like strange, chaotic and deep poetry then this book is for you. You can find almost anything here, from Frying fish to Battlefields.
