New poem I wrote recently! Be sure to leave comments. Never leave a spare key for those who forget to knock, Dahv D-Block Listen: my index fingers on the table – tap, tap, tap – sound like drum sticks. Sit across from me. Legs-crossed, I drum roll on my sole with my indexes, pointers, pointing at you. Look at me. Legs uncrossed, chin up, hands scavenge front pockets, I raise my right...
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