Ruminations of a Working Man – Ocean Stew

I’m so caught up in

my head – I don’t know where to begin

that said – here’s my one cardinal sin

I’ve been doing too much thinkin’

 

I’m so afraid to

grow up – I turn a deep shade of blue

this cup – or should I say ocean stew

water, or maybe something new

 

So I recite these

poems – some nonsensical daydream

ahem – the boss has come to stop me

I promise I’ll come back to breathe

 

Photo by mrjn Photography

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