Wet WareA Poem by Davidgeo.There is a type to remember He reminds you by nature, as he insists on himself
The water that talks about wet Is probably not really water Or even wet
These things, they can't know the secrets Hence the pretending Hence the vampiring. © 2016 DavidgeoFeatured Review
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