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Sorting Feelings

Like laundry taken off the line

And left unattended for days

So are these feelings of mine

Needing to find their place.

For order and peace to be restored

And mental strength to endure

They must needs be carefully handled

Not tossed and thrown about at random

For used again they will be

Over and over


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Multiple sniffs – draft

I sniffed his hair not once not twice

Not even three times did I perform this act

I did it several times along the course of the train ride even though I will his head not to fall upon my shoulders

It finally touched it as we neared our destination

But not quite fully as he maintained some semblance of consciousness

Though his head didn’t quite rest on my shoulders

It certainly rested upon my senses.