665 January 22, 2024January 5, 2024 ~ Edge of Humanity Magazine leaky faucet drip drip I just was riding the drift same same power game building blocks one two three your lungs full of rage STOP shouting at me I did not ask for fame forget my name No you will not piss on my grave I’m camouflaged disappearing into dust disappointment I will not make appointment * * See also: The Hermit Poet’s eBooks on Amazon The Hermit Poet’s eBooks detail info and downloads Share this: Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Share on Nextdoor (Opens in new window) Nextdoor Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Like Loading... Related
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