Alphabet Soup

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Writing until the letters tumble from the pages is healing.
New words are formed
from the alphabet soup in my lap
“Hot”
“Redundant”
“Unsatisfying”
“Disbelief”
“Resolve” —
Gossip has imitated life for far too long.
There are three small reasons to stay,
Two words that make it better
Both spoken daily as the constant reminders to the purpose of my unfulfilled desires.
Yet one big reason to leave
“My Sanity”–
Quiet sadness looms over head like London Fog
It’s presence has been obvious for so long that it is ignored and suffered
“I’m Blessed” —
What else could I be with a certain measure of health that keeps me sustained?
20 fingers and toes that tickle with mischief,
6 legs that skip in tune,
4 bright eyes that keep me alert,
3 hearts that beat as
one…
“Goodbye” —
The last word in this alphabet soup of mine & it needs no explanation.

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