I clicked the travel-cap
on the toothbrush
closed this morning
and thought about
the next time I'd be using it
The next trip
The next vacation
How many days?
I made a note
to make a note of it
later
But why?
Because I'm a poet
you see
So I write poetry
about the silliest little things
that strike my fancy
Or at least
after 228 poems written
I like to think I am
But I also think
I'm not
because that's the nature
of thoughts
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