Rubbermaid Roomates

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


Moving back into your parents basement.

Submitted: August 16, 2018

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Rubbermaid Roomates

 

 

A dirty sock on the driveway

 

The witches brew has aspartame

 

The light above me, encased in tattered digital cowhide

 

It gets longer the more I shut my eyes

 

Dreams are the sustenance to the refuse of life

 

Dreams even in their dour states have more fleshy narrative then the arrogance of my contradictory waking self

 

Silence is all I seek

 

The Rubbermaid lucidity

 

The concrete prose

 

The whiskers of joy reek with obsolescence

 

The slate grey neurosis

 

Of the incandescent dullness

 

The plastic bin is pungent


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