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Pre-Occupation
It is not yet noon
And indeed it cannot come too soon
For already I'm at my wits end
Trying to figure myself out of this bend
Where all I can seem to do
Is fail to stop my thoughts from wandering to you
And my heart from diving south
And that annoying smile from curving my mouth
I'm not comfy with the swell of emotions
I experience at all these crazy notions
I assure you, I have better thoughts to think
And although I say this with a wink
Seeing as I've yet to earn my daily bread...
Could you kindly get the hell out of my head? ? ? ! ! ! !
poem
by
Marilyn Odeon
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