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It is not the thoughts
Measures
Conversations to which it came.

Around the corner
Out of blue
Amazon delivered prize.

Neighbors nuts
Eaten upon my deck
Spat coffee whispering voices.

Maybe I am mad
Bat-shit crazy
Seeing shadows not knowing if their my own.

Laughing at oneself
Harder and harder
Each day my own.

I have found It
Declaring It
No longer Is.

Bursting out
Laughter once again
Putting down egos cap.

I will be me
Joy-filled, Joyous
Joyful no matter how It Is.

~Ani Po