I'm on my hands and knees
I am begging with my hands,
please!
Dirt and scum and filth,
leave!
I am using all my elbow grease.
I am cleaning,
and this
is filthy.
So, RA training and "sprucing up" the dorms.
Lots of hard work.
I like writing poetry. Not all of it is going to be a historical epic or an ode to something. These are like little glimpses of the subway in my mind; my train of thought isn't always artsy or symbolic or deep or meaningful, but I like to think that art takes ordinary things and makes people see a sort of beauty in them. So, look around- I've been doing this for a while. Enjoy ♥
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