The Spoonbill Generator

Strange Stretched

Life passes by at a thousand miles an hour [N]

The pointillist stream of thought too stretched [J]

Our fracturing minds are devoid of any power [N]

These to weave; but then, amazingly [J]

The world that once you saw hazily [N]


Contributors: N, J, Anon..
Poem finished: 5th August 2003.