The fruit of
cool
is dilution
by bland
influx.
The fruit of
cool
is unguided
youth
with
an
unprovoked
taunting
irritating
after school
tongue.
The fruit of
cool
is silent
“trying
to make the
best of
a fecal
event”
anger
from
elder
talent
now
drowned
by the
useless
muddy
flood of
part time
poseurs.
The fruit of
cool
is
rotten,
utterly
recognizable
by the smell.
Ahhh…the ignored
stench
of warning.
The Fruit of Cool
The fruit of
cool
is dilution
by bland
influx.
The fruit of
cool
is unguided
youth
with
an
unprovoked
taunting
irritating
after school
tongue.
The fruit of
cool
is silent
“trying
to make the
best of
a fecal
event”
anger
from
elder
talent
now
drowned
by the
useless
muddy
flood of
part time
poseurs.
The fruit of
cool
is
rotten,
utterly
recognizable
by the smell.
Ahhh…the ignored
stench
of warning.