None of It Mine
I say my
house but
it’s not
I say my
yard my
trees but
they’re not my
dogs I say my
children but
they’re not my
body no maybe
my mind no not
even these
memories these
thoughts these
words this
life?
No.
Not mine.
Just this
flickering
moment
to hold no
but to
inhabit
yes
Thank you
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