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The Same Seven

Everyone is reading the same 7 books

They are everywhere I go

3 authors

Have all of the current sales

They have

All of our attention


One is a series of smut – I think

And the others are some sort of fantasy – I think


All of the women

With their noses between pages

Lift up their stories

And reveal

The same cover


I don’t usually paint in broad strokes

But I confidently report what I’ve seen out there


And most of these dudes

Are also reading

The same 7 books


Everyone

Feeding

Their brains

The exact same

Shit

Watching the same shows

Checking the same news

And reading the same bullshit


It is enough

To make a self-proclaimed anomaly


Jealous.


CH 8/27/23



 
 
 

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