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Friday, February 7, 2020

I forgot

 My mind gets lost now that I'm older.. 

can i cry here on your shoulder??

 Will you listen to my muted tale of woe?


I dont recall now... I've forgottten...

 cant remember not or nottin..

are my verses crying STOP  or shouting GO?


To late ago, I dis remember...

 is it May, or late December?  

is my heart forever  pinned there to my sleeve?


Am I nervous, am I  wary..

cause I've lost my January?...

my wasted youth is something 

I don't really want to grieve.


i am lonely and distracted...

my common sense is counteracted 

by the fact that i don't really want to leave ...


But the earth is over peopled 

and people mostly over steepled... 

and I'm not an extra ordinary guy...


Suicide is not an answer... 

no I'd never be a dancer... 

and i must confess I've never wondered why.


Wait.. what was it i was saying?

.. could it be that this is praying.. 

not just writing down the static? It is odd...


I'm a poet, not a teacher..

and I'd rarely trust a preacher...

guess I'll chill and touch the living mind of God.


the end!


~Dean Neighbors~









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