Hour 8, Prompt 8 Didn’t follow Original



Fantastical fictioned future


once conceived, it would not leave

just a terrible bedtime song.


Lolly flowers are singing

laying lush.

The tarot cards spread,

waiting to be touched.


Dark coy wallflower, delicate matters choose


All my fantasies. Each it’s own journey.

Still, you’re a fool.



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