Reordered
My poems tell a story But I post them out of order. All this la di da in my brain - needs its own recorder. With words - it's become a hoarder. Or do I have a disorder? Maybe close to the border. Take my temp but it's my fuse that is shorter. Prayed for a transporter Been on back order. Since my last trip to the border. And then my cord got shorter. Mind needed a reorder.
~I.S.~













