Chrissy .e. Poet Free verse

Reduce, Reuse, Recycle

I'll write my fears on bathroom stalls for all the people to see.
The people I refuse to miss in cities that refuse to miss me.
Refuse, Refuse, Refuse, Refuse,
Reuse, Reuse, Reuse, Reuse,
Ruse, Ruse, Ruse, Ruse.
I lied.

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Poet Destroyer A March 9, 2016 at 11:57 PM fun like alliteration. LINDA

Eric Boddie August 5, 2015 at 12:15 AM I get it, although it took me a minute....and when I think about it, its rather deep, as you intended....but that's what we do, that defines our styles....and I am the type of poet who likes to recycle smiles....;)