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Poem 11/100: Little poems I write in my head while I walk home from dropping Blythe off at school


Each step

Keeps time

With

A steady flow

Of mental rhymes


I’m blissfully

Lost in a sea

Of crea tiv ity


Suddenly

I’m back home

Distractedly

I check my phone


Poof—

There goes another

Poem


Anticipating

Then...

Dissipating


It’s lost in the wind

Only to begin

Again

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