Saturday, April 16, 2016

My messy desk - not really a poem

My messy desk is my sign of life
I do not mess with yours
thence my life is not thine
nor is yours ever mine.
Each person has a desk
whether it's real or not
a homeless carries hers along
a millionaire has a grand one.
Knowingly I smile at my mess
my little one is for my rest.


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