Contaminated

May 12, 2016

Sanitize the door knobs. I use my own cup & spoon. I don't touch the toilet seat. I don't walk bare foot on your filthy floor. I need duck tape to seal the closet from Breathing the mold & mildew.

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Harmony SapphireMay 12, 2016

I haven't worked for almost a year. California has no jobs for me. All I want to be is a cashier I have been writing for the last 4 years. I did a little writing in 2000 not my best work. Mostly I try to rhyme with trying to keep it making sense. Poetry .com has a lot of critics. Sometimes I right about how I hate my mom for taking my daughter or my hatred of pedofiles or animal rights. Some hypothetical & some true.

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk GudaMay 12, 2016

<p>you write a lot of powerful poems. Seems like you write some every day. That's great. I'm Grant by the way. Hope that you keep writing. </p><p> </p>