poem 11/13
asking, questioning
but not understanding.
answers given, my head nodding yes.
but not understanding.
calm doctors, calm air, calm inner self
out of control outer self.
mother nature messes up? you know she doesn’t mess up.
this is real, it’s normal, it’s me
and me is something.
type: free verse
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