phosphorescentall but weightless
wheeling (wheedling)through pretended cloudsindefensible thesesfailure at the speed of sound half-legendary ruined by grandeur(the cruel allure of painted sunsets) who no one seeseating swordfish from the dumpsterbehind Whole Foods (black eyes gawping)in the realm ofthe lowest common denominator
What is the sum of 11 and 9:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.