Bad Poems 005: A poem on tax day
+ photos and a quick reflection from this time last year
Tax Day
dues to pay
hands are soaked in blood
Beach Day
mostly gay
there's plastic in the mud
Spring Day
coats away
unable to enjoy it
Earth Day
birthday
holds memories i cannot omit
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