thing growing in my brain this thing
this accumulation of flotsam tucked away
in the interstices of practical knowledge
and deflated dreams this dead end storage
of lost hopes unrequited loves
broken promises unpaid debts insults
dishonored contracts missed trains
and misunderstood words? What is this
You only go around once
and there is no delete button
Doug Palmer
Posted over on his site Feel Free to Laugh
Listed as #96 over on Magpie Tales 47
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