Works for me, I never leave home without my worst moods either but they are seldom tucked away anywhere.
~~dru~~
The Return of the Modern Philosopher
Not every day
Can be perfectly baked
In eternal sunshine
And gently swaddled
In unicorn stampedes.
Most days,
Especially those
That fall during
The work week,
Tend to be
Annoyingly riddled
With wild wildebeests
Hellbent on
Rampaging through
The one lane tunnel
That has somehow become
The only route
To peace of mind.
Whenever I find myself
Wandering alone
In a section of
My mind
Not known
For being
The most positive
Of neighborhoods,
I brace myself
For the downpour.
The dark clouds,
Harbingers of bad experiences
Yet destined to haunt me,
Are not the primary
Warning sign
Of the mighty,
Approaching storm.
Ironically,
I know
The rains
Are coming
When I allow myself
A fleeting moment
Of that great Judas
Better known to me
As contentment.
A positive thought
A day
Can’t possibly keep
The downpour away.
In fact,
It only hastens
Its inevitable
Arrival.
Ask not
For…
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