In A Library Poem by charlotte dick
In A Library
in a library
what do i do?
in my shoe
i blew
and it grew
in a library?
the question remains
what do i do but slit my viens?
the blood crawls out
soon i will have blood drought
cry like a boy scout
then there is nothing to talk about
the question remains
in a library
what do i do?
in my shoe
i blew
and it grew
in a library?
the question remains
what do i do but slit my viens?
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5/8/2024 2:41:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Intriguing! Are you talking about stagnation? I'm confused!