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Maria Mitea
Poems
Jun 2020
Calculated
This is the time of enlightenment.
Sunday morning I am running at the farm market,
for buying three pounds of organic enlightenment,
Glutes tight, chest stiff,
Every single step is planned and marked on the asphalt,
I have an important goal to reach, not to teach.
I am in a big rush, stay away and keep the road clean,
You know what I mean. Unfortunately,
A little bird pooped on my forehead and made me mad,
Hoaxed by this joke I stepped on some dog ****,
That got me mad even more, while an old lady asked me
to carry her over the pit. I mimic, wait
βI hurry now, but I will give help after,
I buy three pounds of organic enlightenmentβ
Without messing up with any acceptance.
I have an important goal to reach, not to teach,
I keep running, every Sunday morning at the farm market,
This is the time of enlightenment.
#market
#farm
#enlightenment
#bird
#****
#dog
#acceptance
#road
#clean
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