It Never Was


Seemingly the situation is carefully planned,
Expected routines die; spontaneity banned,
Thinking things a certain way ruins them,
Logic escapes when eleven follows ten,
After eleven is twelve; from point to point,
To count the cash or count the coins,
Rehearsed or reversed, life should be alive,
Not knowing if today is the day I die,
It is always now, but that’s not new,
At least this time I know what to do,
A form of structure is necessary, sure,
I just don’t want to ever be this bored,
The moment is here, what should I do?
Pretend it never was, so it can be new.

Published by Daniel Feindt

Daniel Feindt currently lives in Bucks County PA, where he has written many poems and self-published various books... Currently Daniel also enjoys painting artwork with acrylics and works with web-design to share his work online... In 1999, Daniel was diagnosed with a mental illness, which has inspired him to learn how the mind works, as well as what it means to be human in this world... With the range of thoughts and emotions involved, he has aspired to present them in the best way possible for the reader...

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