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Rated: · Poetry · Experience · #1070861

Once more a poem to READ brave lads!

Shooting Blanks

Blank stare, blank mirror winking back, blank mind
Filled with ruptured onions or did I fart?

Blanketed with filth, Elizabethtown
Let it all hang out- midget minds marking
Big words empty and hollow- I wish I

Had my own zeppelin to escape to the

Universe next door where stars don’t snicker
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