all of my rivers are bare
but why should i care
im not thirsty anyway
and as much as i dream
oh the bundles the reams
are always dripping of reality at the seams
//e.b.
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DIRTY LAUNDRY
Poetryjust another underrated poetry book, a poetic photograph of the saddest months of my life from Jan 2016- May 2016 ***BEWARE PROFANITY***
sonnet of solace
all of my rivers are bare
but why should i care
im not thirsty anyway
and as much as i dream
oh the bundles the reams
are always dripping of reality at the seams
//e.b.
