Move On!

A Poem

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We are
Where we are
Just keep going forward.
This is my
Mantra.

My life is
Backward.
Success came early
Then dissolved like
The tablets my grandpa
Used to put in glasses of water
Grimacing as he drank
Heartburn
And regret
Down
Boiling in his throat.

I am a learning machine.
I just have to trust the process and
see what happens.
This is what I tell myself.
I do not believe it.

I don’t like not knowing.
Evolution has not helped me.
I am at a party
Uncomfortable
With weird door prizes
The winners of
A clothes iron
A toaster oven, and
Serving dishes
Are not my people.

This is not a bridal shower.
I am misfit
Among the people
Who are supposed to be my
Tribe

Pens,
Notebooks, and
Paper
Would have made more sense
For people who live in their imaginations.

It was not clever, but
I cannot decide
If I am
Disappointed or
Defeated.

I am a discontinued Monopoly piece
Like the door prizes from the party
.

The prompt:

Write a poem, or any other kind of writing, using the word misfit; it doesn’t have to contain exactly that word: your piece might use the concepts or attributes of the word.

J.D. Harms

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