Friday, December 1, 1995

Thoughts

Where are you going and
how are you getting there?
My thoughts are lost in
pocket lint
Where do yours go when
you aren't paying attention?
I bet there's a lot of extra
ones floating around in the
pond out back.
That must be why the fish
I caught is so smart.
sometimes they fall into
the empty bottles in the recycling bin.
I think that's where new ideas
come from.
My only problem is the big hole
in my pocket.
Dec. 1995

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