Cafe Ella Noise
The Only Thing Standing Between Me and Who I Want To Be Is...Me.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
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Poem 8~The prompt is to write about a routine.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I didn't title it.
I swallow my routine,
Like an old crusty bagel,
Choking down the chewy mediocrity,
With bitter black life.
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