The LeakA Poem by Einstein NoodleThe Leak flared copper, pressure fittings or a mix of solder and flux the crux of clean silver joining sweat joints Propane - green/blue flame wrap singed, singing pipe tears condense inside the crusted walls and prevent the perfect union the furious writing gone arms and hands cringe and contract without direction and now leaking 11/03/2020 E.
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Added on November 3, 2020Last Updated on November 3, 2020 AuthorEinstein NoodlePork Rind, AKAboutThis morning as I began to log in to WC, it occurred to me what an inspiring and comfortable place this has become for me. There are so many talented people sharing, encouraging, teaching and learni.. more..Writing
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