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I wore my thoughts on my head like a ball cap today

Ready to take off and disregard

or to turn around, tilted in the opposite direction

Easy to grab at, to throw away, to steal,

to sneakily hide a lost trinket underneath.

I am unbalanced like a scale

trying to measure dancers

as they prance about unwavering to any schedule or song.

I am a thrash of discombobulated noises and symphonies,

never harmonizing quite right but still quite beautifully 

Imperfect.

I wore my heart in my hair today, let it ruffle in the wind

allowed the speed of an old beat up car roar its engines

like it was reliving her glory days

and I was alive again.

I hung my past up on the clotheslines in my backyard to dry out,

but it rained and that seems to be the story of my life. 

At the end of the day

my thoughts are all but worn out completely

ready to be chucked away like a sweat drenched Sunday thinking cap.

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