25.9.11

No goals, no souls,
No aspirations beyond the walls.
My generations deepest thoughts,
Inscribed on these here bathroom stalls.

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4 comments:

  1. TikaMarieSeptember 25, 2011 at 3:41 PM

    Joel, have you began poem writing now lol :)

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  2. Joel WitwerSeptember 26, 2011 at 12:33 PM

    I prefer to call it spoken word, makes it sound tougher!

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  3. R N WSeptember 28, 2011 at 8:21 AM

    can you call it spoken word when you're writing it?

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  4. UnknownOctober 14, 2011 at 1:44 PM

    If it's being composed to be spoken...

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