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2016-05-10 00:00:00 +0000 |
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Morning Commute | poetry |
A few minutes into my morning commute I had forgotten we can all read minds. So my thought faucet ran up my brain bill Spewing a membraneous mess inside.
I didn’t notice ‘til I parked the car And smelled the fumes from under the hood. I frantically thought of cats and cookies To clean up the mess, but it did no good.
So I ditched the car and snuck into work, Though I knew my hopes and dreams would be seen Swirled amidst my self-doubt and worries Like creamer mixed in bitter cups of caffeine.