It was innate
My ability to resonate
Thoughts upon my birth

When I was a child
My mind ran wild
Over Heaven and Earth

As a teen
You best mind, I was mean
Not much, my thoughts were worth

As a married man
My mind did span
Until my first child's birth

Then it started to slip
My mind did rip
And began to spill upon the Earth

Now that I'm old
Thoughts I can't hold
What are memories worth

Where are my car keys?
What?

Her chill
Sends tears down my cheeks
Like a cataract over a hill

Her snow
Slaps my face
Like a **** slaps a ***

Her ice
Makes me slip
Like an alcoholic's vice

A bile seeps into the crevis of my soul
Nausea and dyspepsia infest the sinews of my being
Death would be a welcome reprieve from the pain
Then my mind wanders to you
And I dance among the flowers of euphoria

I was cursed at
Insulted
Then hit by a car,
Yesterday.
I laughed and
Walked away.
I guess
He really
Wanted that
Parking space.
I realized
My sense of humor
Has grown
Immensely.
Their was a time
This would have
Angered me.
Life is too
Short
To be short
Tempered.
Besides,
That roadrager
Gave me
Something
Priceless,
A story.

The climb
First exhilarating
Then regimented
Finally exhausting
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