Myself (National Poetry Writing Month 2024 #4)   Leave a comment

My body is on a call at work
My brain is online scrolling reddit
My love is curled up in her cat bed
My dreams are taking a smoke break
My thoughts are repeatedly playing the same song
My fears still hangout in the parking lot
My soul is still covered in soot
My hate lies dormant in it's cavern
My past pokes it head out from the fog
My future walks by my window
My thumbs finish typing this poem
My present finally hits publish

SR Romney 2024

Posted 04/04/2024 by Shay in National Poetry Writing Month 2024

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