Dire Tears Poem by Julio 2 Amarante
Dire Tears
I always got tears in my bones, dry as they appear
I often got cockroaches under my skin, dry as it is,
And I stand up to them, without a real humid tear.
And my cold slumber turns into fire, dreadful as is.
As all my fears turn into rageful satire, as though as dire.
Friday, May 15, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: imagery,inner voice
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