In my back pocket
is a shopping list

Bread
Milk

Happiness

In my handbag
is an old receipt
from when I bought

Thought
Clarity
Deceit

Inside my crowded head
are more people
that should never have

Cried for me
or
Lied for me
Or

Died

Inside of my heart
are my moments
of triumph
They are

Godsends

Angels speaking

Nonsense talking

*My friends