Found, I Think

“My thoughts,
I think,
will soon
be sound.
My mind,
I hope,
will soon
be found.”
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~ Tahereh Mafi

Elfje: Cinquain

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lost

can’t find

should be there

could be my mind

found

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Lune:

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my old mind

a beautiful thing

when used well

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Poem:

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it is not the yets that worry me
it is those darn agains that scare me sober
never again crying over a lost church key
sweating booze, that terrible body odor

it all started by falling off my father’s knee
never again to have a debilitating hangover
never again to go on a weekend spree
gagging at the sight of the pizza that was leftover

it all started when the first wife divorced me
never again having to be the one to disagree
never again to tell the officer that he was wrong
can’t believe that the jail cell bars are that strong

so I haven’t been institutionalize yet, why worry
never again being sorry and having to lower oneself
so I haven’t died yet, why worry
never again having to think about killing myself

never wanting to feel that way again, I worry
the only again I want is to go to another meeting
so if you will excuse me I’m in a hurry
due to covid-19 there will be limited seating
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ME and the Boss

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