![]() A good job with benefitsA Poem by Soil Creep
Passerby blow-out,
avalanche of slabs, in frequency type A; he wonders if it comes with or if it comes at all. Granted, hindsight filters a sort of yellowed crust. Not unlike cheap hobbies the kind that end if you want them too. But most of us haven't the patience.
© 2013 Soil CreepAuthor's Note
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Added on February 14, 2013 Last Updated on February 14, 2013 Tags: art, poetry, postmodern Author
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