Pound The Table Poems - Poems about Pound The Table

...It never shouts. It doesn’t pound the table or raise its hands to the ceiling. It speaks like wind nudging a loose leaf, whispering sideways when the road seems stitched shut. Sometimes, it’......

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...This isn't happening Why would it happen Today of all days I want to pound the dash Pound the table Break something It couldn't have happened How can I do better I feel like I can't and I......

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