Lost and Found
Lost And Found
Every airport and bus station and any public patterned place has a lost and found
department the idea of this new poem come to me in one a library made of love
listen as eye make my poetical approach
Good morning desk person please may eye see inside the lost and found box
please (conscience speaks) (eye did not rally lose not anything just let me see
what’s there so eye can score) well eye need to see what’s there to help me
remember what eye lost you found it eye am sure there could not be a thief at foot
in a library made of love.
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