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#MONDAY POETRY# ’MARA


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She visited me almost every night
And so I called her ’Mara
In my dreams she came,
To propose the logical; she said
To procure a solution to my long-littered problem,
That of chronic singleness

I asked her why,
Why her perplexities weren’t sufficient for her
She gave me some inkling into the troubled waters of her soul
It’s the turbulent shaking of love, she said
And it was only because her heart was reverberating,
With concerns for my emotional health

And so I proposed the illogical, it seemed
I was not afraid of walking home alone,
Or of being by myself
Rather, I was unaware of its complexities
And more wary of her venturi-like love
We put an end to our illusory discussion:
Maybe she was the illogical one, actually
Or maybe I was the one who needed a rude awakening
From the side effects of ketamine

’Mara came again last night,
This time, she sounded so urgent,
More willing to beat her thoughts into my ‘crazy’ head
She said I had to pack my bags and place them along-side hers
That her visit was up, and so were my fantasies.


 More Poetry next Monday...comments are highly welcome.

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