Gradual Awakening 31 Poem by DAVID GERARDINO

Gradual Awakening 31

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YOUR DREAMS, are filled with anxieties.
YOUR DRUGS, are filled with hope.
A GLIMPS of your deserted island, and
in your hand a tv remote.
REWIND, FASTFORWORD.
REWIND, FASTFORWORD.STOP.
JOHN STEINBECK, sweet thursday.
VIRGINIA WOLFF, drowns in her words.
MARY SHELLY, creats a monsters, and
that monsters looks like me or you.

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