Camillo Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Camillo



Camillo, ill, mill, coal, mail, call!
Live from Abbey Road! !
But, Oliver Twist asked for more.
The body farm,
Deep space river!
Star Trek;
Visions,
And like a Californian kid.
Deep, bleed!
Demur,
Sphere, atmosphere!
Close encounters,
Here, sphere!
The wall of a secret olive;
Steam, stream!
But, there comes the sun along your way.

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