I don’t remember sneezing.

Losing the trail of brioche crumbs 

on the Roadblock to my lost childhood 

A Safari i don’t remember Sneezing 

but maybe i did whilst standing outside 

of a kiss and makeup .

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watching where the skyrocket is littered 

With broken clouds of Russian Soyuz 

Exploration and Adventures of political 

Reverse psychology.

In the race to deliver the first newspaper 

We cratered lunacy.