Poem of the Jeroboam

a simple girl.
i drank of the jeroboam.

You dropped down
onto the loam of me the poem

i roam around 6 billion alone...a drone moaning

mouth forcing OM, i chant silently a tome in a
personal dome.

Oh, poem... poem... poem...

have me weep.
comb deep my sands for sea holm

let the salt tears take me to the crashing waves
the ocean foam
home