I wasn’t prepared to handle
the grief that would fill me
in the dead of the night
there was a muffled cry
coming from outside
and in my confused mindset
I believed I was participating
in a waking dream
turning on the front porch light
I unlocked the door
bewildered to find my former self
curled up in a little ball
weeping ever so slightly
in my sleep
july two thousand twenty-four
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black cat saunters in and out of brambles
spreading freely along roller coaster road
I know I’ve seen those eyes before I do declare
electronic compass pointing due south
speedometer approaching twice the limit
next time I swear I’m going to slow down
and get myself a better look
because I know deep down
I’ve witnessed that instance before
may two thousand seventeen
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I am tired but I wake up anyway
I don’t dare dream of showering for fear
that I may never get out
yesterday I had hypothermia
at least that’s what I thought
but every time I took my temperature
it said I had a fever
I don’t play the french lottery
but for some reason
I keep checking the numbers
I used to dream of blackbirds
screaming at the sunrise
but now all I get are sunsets
exploding exactly like last night
november two thousand sixteen
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