Truly sad, to be so discontent in a place called home.

The aurous screens of sunlight lighted the leaves frisking along the stone walkways
hey make it say lit instead of lighted so i can say oh fuct yeah that is what i was talking about wall doll why waste your time standing on the sholders of tall midgets BECAUSE YOU ARE A GIANT . Dang that is a tight ass narrative,(THE AUROUS OF SUNLIGHT ) you ROCK . go ahead big weezy.

this poem reminds me of the blind melon melon song galaxie which by the way is one of my favorite.

Oh yes, that was supposed to be _hi_lighted, not lighted. There must have been some kind of typo or nixing because of character count or something. All fixed now!
And I’ve never heard that song before, but I’m going to look it up now. I’m curious.

this is a good prose poem i really like it

Wow, this was great. Nice use of interesting words; I think this is very easy to relate to.