the us the we and other thingsA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertothe us the we and other things spit
shine morale without the shine, just the spit after we split and the "us" bit the dust. a flurry of spiders
dancing moth balls prancing from the wedding tux to a heart in flux i still hear our song but old verses cease to belong memories stung by the
glare the "we" no
longer there. erin-cilberto 8/4/19 © 2019 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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5 Reviews Added on August 4, 2019 Last Updated on August 4, 2019 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more.. |

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