K.C. Zbryk
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White Lines and EyesA Poem by K.C. Zbryk |
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Advice for the ApocalypseA Poem by K.C. ZbrykThe mountains are burning and the storms here have been amazing... The smell of smoke while it rains does strange things to a mans mind.. |
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Broken Glasses Mr. FranklinA Poem by K.C. Zbryk |
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Just VisitingA Poem by K.C. Zbryk |
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It's Ambient Ink Stupid RockA Poem by K.C. Zbryk |
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Bleached to ClearA Poem by K.C. Zbryk |
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Lawn Gnomes and Well Dressed RabbitsA Poem by K.C. ZbrykI got drunk on easter sunday. It was very religious, and this was the end outcome. Except for the fractured nose... That was way later... |
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Sickly Beloved Parasite SyndromeA Poem by K.C. Zbryk |
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Unskilled LaborA Poem by K.C. Zbryk |
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Smokey TrenchesA Poem by K.C. Zbryk |
