Day 283: On My Mind

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of course you’re on my mind.
isn’t that what goodbyes do?

we wander through the world,
slightly cryptic and tolerably cold,
wondering about the wants
we won’t let ourselves pursue.

i’ve laid out all our papers before me –
the ones that assess our compatibility
and offer statistical rates of survival –
and read them in repetitious drumming
to get it in my head.

they say i’m smart to do so.

i know how unlikely we are.

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all that knowing doesn’t keep you off my mind, though;

not this morning,
when we were just laughing
in my dream
and the wrongs
were still with us
but ignored –

‘cause you can do that in dreams.

 

i can fill my mind up with other things –
i’m not worried –
it quells the ache-wait
and fills the forearms
with duty.

though,
for this timeless second,
i’ll sit in gray white morning
until the echoes of dreams
fade into phone calls
and the clicking of my keys,

and keep you firmly
on my mind.

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