Lost & Found
Lately, he’s been making a drink
for himself—he calls
Lost & Found
Where in the world is it?
Where did I put that?
Oh my God!
I have been searching
for this for weeks.
I missed you so much!
Sipping on his capricious cocktail—
a strong mix of what is coming and leaving—
he vows to stop perspiring over
the ingredients he can always edit
He is trying to be optimistic—
and to believe all the things
are just where they should be
Z
Glue she never knew
She forgot she believed
she was going to leave
There was a place somewhere
waiting to be her true destiny
But, the glue she never knew
was underneath her feet—
has left her stuck no longer trying
to be where she could be
Z
What I’m Missing
Have you seen what I’m missing;
Into the abyss, they have gone
Lighters, chargers, headphones—
The list could go on!
I hope they will find me
Or is that just wrong?
Possibly, they found a new home
With a person who doesn’t abandon
Have you found what I’m missing?
Please hear my sad song
*Dedicated to all the lost items.
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