LDR

Reach meAcross the seasUnder the skies aheadThrough this clever machineryCaught meBy every nerveAnd all my senses wildlyAugmenting this realityStop us!That foreignerAnd I with the stars crossedHearts heavy, this distance too greatI'm lost

In Addition

O colour me shocked at restrictive rulesFor it's no fair fit for poetryI write, with style, got all the right toolsPublished plenty a piece routinely.Alas I cannot change a finished creationFor it's no fair fate for my artRhymesters hit with this castrationCurl up, crippled and torn apartFrom whence I came I crawl backFor it's no fair feat to speak outIn the name of "quality" I take a smackYet it's "word count" they truly tout.