Thursday


who is this torrye I have become?

I took the dog out last night
But I forgot to bring him in
While my house phone was
Ringing and I’m bringing
Forward,
only love
To eat and 
    to think for me
For I don’t know  this
Woman that stands
Dressed in my clothes
Licking the mirror
Separating her toes

 Who is this woman ?
      Is she me?
The old me?
                           The new?
I can’t seem to find my pocket Thesaurus

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