I'll look
29/04/24
I'll look thoroughly through the next few yesterdays,
High and low through the past few tomorrows.
Maybe if I clean my room,
I'll find where I put my mind.
Is it underneath the cups?
Buried somewhere in the clothes on my bed?
Is it in the loaded drawers?
Is it somewhere in my school uniform?
I'll look backwards through the future
And forwards through the past,
I'll look deep beneath the sea of rocks
That feel so heavy in my heart
Is it behind the wilting table?
Encased in the heavy blanket
That glues me to my bed?
Is it hidden deep inside my closet?