Self Love

 

It’s like opening the lid of a rubbish bin

you peer inside and hope beyond hope

that you didn’t throw your mind out

{in that absent-minded kind of way

you’ve been living the past few days}

 

and there it is beyond the stench

huddled small and frightened in a ball

so you pick it up and hold it tight

pretend that it’s the greatest mind of all

 

 

Copyright May 2017

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