Kurt Kacich

Dreaded Numeral 2 - Poem by Kurt Kacich

That number 2,
Yes, that dreaded number 2,
The number that created an obsession that no one ever knew,
That dreaded number 2,

I often try to do things anyone typically would do,
But lurking behind the corner of my mind is the shadow of the dreaded 2,
I often find something I love but with that I have to choose,
Because in a color variant of that object is something else I’m drawn to,
Without that numeral I’m forever confused,

In my waking moment the coin flips in my mind,
To inform me of my day whether darkness hovers me, or the light shines,
But until my thoughts choose, I’m running blind,
That dreaded numeral 2, that disease lurking me inside my mind.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 22, 2010

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