My (attempt at) Poetry

Catching a Thought

The TV is on

I’m not paying attention

It’s almost dawn

I’m not sleeping

I take a sip of my drink

There’s no taste

I start to think

I’m in my mind

Thoughts swirl around

I can’t grab one

My head starts to pound

I can’t stop it

I grab the thought

Now it’s trapped

Though it fought

I fought back

Now it’s mine

I intend to use it

So it’s fine

I won’t lose it

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I’m not really all that experienced in writing poetry, but I tried.