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 Sep 2021 My Dear Poet
Steve Page
If my second brain is my gut
and if my gut presents as a she,
does that mean that it's best that I think
that my head best thinks as a he?

And when I want to follow my heart,
does it flutter somewhere betwixt
that path that she feels down deep
and the path that he just can't resist?

When I find myself at a fork,
and it's not at all clear which ways mine,
my gut, my head and my heart -
they'll figure it out just fine.

But if ever I find I'm in doubt
which voice it is I should heed,
I just have to ask myself this,
- for which path I'd be happy to bleed?
I heard someone refer to their gut as their second brain.  I recall someone else refer to their gut as a she.  This is the mix of those 2 thoughts.
DOIN' FINE!

I told you. . .
that I love you.

I told you. . .
what I was going to

do to you. . .
when I got you

all to. . .
myself.

I told you. . .
there was sudden laughter on the line

“I think you got
the wrong number love

but keep talking
...you’re doin’ fine!”
Calling my wife but got a digit wrong and ended up talking to this absolutely lovely old lady who thought it was hilarious. "The last fella who talked to me like that was my husband Pat and he died twenty years ago!"

It was highly embarrassing but she was delighted and just laughed and laughed....I couldn't apologise enough.
i need
less of me
in all i do
in all i see

i need
more of you
in all i see
in all i do
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