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Poem By nicolas m. soto

what can i write?
what can i write?
what can i write?

do you go to a notebook where all your poems rest
or do you write directly into the screen?

those words
'submit a poem'
make my stomach queasy,
my fingers restless,
me taking a shit so easy

thank you to the internet
thank you to the pain
thank you for the insomnia
of writing through the day

let's sleep...

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