Dry Tubers (i'm a hack/cheater)

A Poem by Davidgeo

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when every line reminds me of something
"dry tubers...
to dead earth...
are we freinds?
lovers
sisters
brothers?
what does this mean?
together
"
dry earth breeds a painful birth
would you be afraid
to say
you come from me?
as friends,
reading
carefully
together...
naked
then awaking
in ancient loving
tendencies;
and we are fools
despite our discipline
i quit
pretending we are very different
(insert chorus)