Sunday, April 8, 2018

I throw my ideas away like clutter from my countertop.
Finally disgusted and in a rage,
It all goes in the garbage pail,
The good, along with the bad.
Why do other people pile their things
Up on top of mine?
Why does everything mingle and become ruined
Like apples still in a grocery bag?
I had my things here in an orderly fashion,
And now chaos has happened.

It doesn't help me to understand
The 2nd law of thermodynamics right now,

Not when all I want is a little time
To plant my ideas and see if they could grow into dreams.

-jenn

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