Free Grass

I am solid and
beautiful. The camera
and plate are nothing!

*

Text is straightforward.
I’m less sure about the scope
of uncertainty.

*

Tenderly will I
use the “read aloud” button
to hear the pirates.

*

Either way, I am
an old salt with sound, and that
doesn’t mean you much.

*

His brain is coming!
It is time to behold the
unforeseeable!

*

I am jetting the
stuff that is enough. Just as
much as a man should.

*

We have not always
been. But there is a suck and
a gaggle of you.

*

I read of the sound
of grass being stepped on as
an academic.

*

I, too, am ten times
higher than what radio
stations pay to you.

*

Rise after rise bow
the phantoms behind me there.
They might be vacuums.

*

Here is beautiful,
every note of their own
live bodies can fly.

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Composed in collaboration with Gnoetry 0.2 and these texts:

Lawrence Lessig, Free Culture

Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

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