*outlet Pen Poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

*outlet Pen

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When the too-many words
of my writings become naught
and the arts
would be nothing
when dying economy would be
its counterpart

when I go facing
the real world
breathing alone in
an empty kitchen

when my home is loneliness
filled with shattering dreams

slowly I leap back
into the outlet pen

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Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

a.k.a. Jetfellow Marchanism
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