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I thought to myself, as I was getting something to eat, I'm going to need a fork This thought happened so quickly and subconsciously, For it is something easy to think, or rather just know And it happens to everyone over the age of perhaps three-years -old Who has ever needed a fork I knew I needed a fork This was very simple *But, where are all the forks? Why are there none left in the drawer? Maybe in the dishwasher. None there, either? Are all the forks in this entire house ***** And I continued looking a little longer. After these few--but frustrating--minutes passed by, I had become so focused and determined to find this fork, That I forgot to remember the very point of finding it *What was I getting to eat, again? Cereal. Spoon. Right. Here's one.* And this is why my mind is capable of the type of thinking that it really takes To find inspiration, and not wait for it to come to you
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Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 12:07 PM UTC
fork
I thought to myself, as I was getting something to eat, I'm going to need a fork This thought happened so quickly and subconsciously, For it is something easy to think, or rather just know And it happens to everyone over the age of perhaps three-years -old Who has ever needed a fork I knew I needed a fork This was very simple *But, where are all the forks? Why are there none left in the drawer? Maybe in the dishwasher. None there, either? Are all the forks in this entire house ***** And I continued looking a little longer. After these few--but frustrating--minutes passed by, I had become so focused and determined to find this fork, That I forgot to remember the very point of finding it *What was I getting to eat, again? Cereal. Spoon. Right. Here's one.* And this is why my mind is capable of the type of thinking that it really takes To find inspiration, and not wait for it to come to you
I may be alone in this feeling, but I think that a real poet has either a deathly, focused mind, or a pathetic, rambling one. Hope someone enjoys this. dedicated to Ricky A., my brother of a friend, and a great writer.
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amory-caricia
Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 12:07 PM UTC
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