Perfectly Human

Trying to understand complex subjects… one failure at a time.



Poem 423

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The free-form poem was written October 18, 2024. This is the only version and it is unclear how many times it was edited to reach this form. Still, it could use more improvement. A revision will be made and shared at a later date. The inspiration for the poem was not noted and cannot be recalled. It is what it is… a passing thought.


The unsafe heart hid  

behind a wandering mind.  

Unaware it would find  

comfort in the unknown.  

The heart no longer  

wanted to stay, but go.  

For the mind had  

found it a new home. 


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