Thank You for Asking
There is nothing wrong
with my mind
nothing wrong with my body parts
or the way I go about my day
thinking about flowers
I’ve yet to come across
I can still put together a crossword puzzle
like a son of a bitch
but I choose not to
because there are so many more
important things yet to be done
Sometimes I’d rather sit here
and play online poker
while putting together words
I call poetry
and recite them back to myself
nodding and pretending
someone might like them
a half a world away
There is nothing wrong
with my mind
even though some days I wish there was
so I could just sit here
and daydream
and listen to my heart beat
may two thousand thirteen
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