Ebits
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A House is Not a HomeA Poem by EbitsMy attempt at what would have been a performance poem. A metaphor for the construction and demolition of relationships. |
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Thoughts in the Course of a DayA Poem by EbitsTrying to find the motivation to wake up every morning. |
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EpiphanyA Poem by EbitsMy mind has recently been opened up to new ways of thinking that I still can't process. |
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I Play to LoseA Poem by EbitsA poem composed of some verbatim text from a break-up conversation, some exagerrated text, and some post break-up angst. |
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Golden GlassA Poem by EbitsSometimes I write about what I'm feeling. Sometimes a line will just pop into my head and I'm like, "I HAVE TO USE THAT." This is a combination of bot.. |
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