I Found
Me
Dissatisfaction
silently attaches
An
emotion that clutches
No
application sent
Merely a
feeling that pays no rent
Mercury
is my shadow
Pushing
and pulling to high and low
Planet,
substance and eloquence
How funny
my birth sign and god of poetry
King
David, Jedidia and harp
All three
his make-up
Me,
Jedidia and guitar
She
laughs at this triangular jar
It’s
enough to wonder about inevitability
That
we’re set and merely have to discover our journey
Is that
life’s destiny?
To find
oneself is to be damn lucky
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