I have lost my appetite
Would you go look for it?
Check the dusty attic
And when you turn on the lights
Don't freak out on the mess I have collected over the years.
Look for the box on which I wrote
In a black marker ink
"Lost and found".
Look through it with
One eye closed
And don't give any meaning
To anything else you might find
Just get my appetite and leave.
Leave, leave, leave,
For you have seen who I am
And I can't bare to look at you ever again.
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drunk_on_poetry (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
An intriguing little scavenger hunt... I love the idea of putting things you have lost in a box! I wish my wallet were in there too. OK, I'm leaving, I'm leaving...
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