Thursday, October 20, 2022

Poem I wrote

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BICKERSON


There is a huge difference 


Between Me and Myself some days


We argue, we emote, and eventually


There is a resolution of some kind


But not always the decision 


The retrospective me, (the Third me


The cyclops one - blessed/cursed with the single eye of hindsight)


Would have so very wisely chosen.


And don't think that Cyclops Me


Doesn't let the other ones know


Just how mistaken or foolish they were.

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