Thursday, September 07, 2017

POEM: Just In Case

don’t you love it
when you pull your
journal out and two
or three spare Depends
pads that you stash
in your work bag
(just in case)
gets jammed in
between the pages?
the bundle looks
like a bouquet
in plain sight.
(just in case)
you had any illusions
about who you were.
(just in case)
 you need to be reminded.
(just in case)
you are having a day,
and need to laugh.

at yourself.


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