my thoughts on this are not linear
curse
i lived happily unaware
until i happened up
to look
from my hop-scotching
something
on the playground
caught my eye
the older kids
the sixth graders
i stepped out of
myself
out of my
second-grade obliviousness
i realized
i have a long way to go
since that moment
i have been self-aware
mindful
and i curse that mindfulness
longing
to return to
blissful oblivion
leaving
mindfulness
to those
with a taste for it
`
Poetry by one trick pony
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