Overthinking…

Sometimes our minds
deceive us,
thoughts oft spilling over
as introspection takes flight.

Our minds tend to steal
our boxes,
those fancy ones filled
with practical reasoning.

Our minds can be
negligent and hurried,
blundering through the day,
then seizing up at night.

Our minds are uniquely etched
with thoughts and desires,
each personal contemplation
deliciously our own.

Our minds can get lost
in the depths of depravity
or swing gracefully to the side
of decency and honor.

Our minds are full of reflections,
ideas, and wonder,
serving as a haven
for the things we must hide.

Our minds can be enigmatic
or effortlessly understandable,
typically only ever failing us
if we give away our control.

And sometimes, we obsess
and overthink because we’re human,
forgetting that our minds
have a mind of their own.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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Lover of words

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He was a lover of words
Drifting through time
And I tried unsuccessfully
To make him mine

He was a hoper, a dreamer
Very much like me
And when we were together
He was all I could see

He had a very unique way
Of making me feel
As if the world was all mine
Ready to steal

He was impulsive and sexy
Witty and fun
And his charming personality
Could not be outdone

He was so many things
I felt that I needed
But I soon lost my way
And I never succeeded

© 2020 Michelle Cook


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