Composed 1/11/17
Description: For a daily prompt that fit the evening nicely: cling.
I think about you so much
I forget the radio’s on
And when I hear it
I belt out every song
Time, distraction help me forget
For a moment
Then the race is on
Consuming my mind and my internet history
You stole all the keys and now you control me
With wit and laughter, eccentricities
And now I try too much and
Sit when I yearn to stand and leave
When there is no reason
No hope
No plans
Why do I bother?
Why do I contemplate and scheme?
Why is it that when my mind is tickled
It clings?
Scraps of Paper 
I was going to write about a similar topic!
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Haha awesome! Do it!
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Every word seemed to have it’s own job in this poem. I found it so powerful. Love this line: “Consuming my mind and my internet history”. Thanks for sharing it.
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Thank you for commenting and sharing your thoughts! It really makes my day! I’m so glad you enjoyed it!
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I’m so delighted to hear that. Thanks for letting me know. I hope you keep right on writing!
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That’s the plan!
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