Poems from yebra1031

Masks
    We’re all on that rocking boat, Rockin’ restlessly through high tides, a conveyor belt that empties the dreadful soul with no other...
Good News
Today is Friday. The paper doesn't come on Fridays, nor Saturdays or Sundays, or Mondays or Tuesdays or Wednesdays, or Thursdays. So much...