Treasure Island

Andrew Lee


Poems of Andrew Lee

1. Goodmorning 3/23/2013
2. Hitch Hiker 3/25/2013
3. Phone 3/27/2013
4. Screwed 3/24/2013

Screwed

Useless. Alone.
A hammer, in a world full of screws.
It seems the harder I try to fix things,
All the more broken they become.
Am I to blame?
Or will I find my nail?

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