in a venn diagram

in a venn diagram 
of the intersection
of things i do not possess
and of the things i thought i possess
are the 20 bucks i lost on that saturday,
a forgettable pen i broke but threw away.
and rationality and sanity.
because i took it for granted,
thought i had the 20 safe in my pocket,
thought i can use the other pens on my desk.
thought i’ve had everything under control.
thought i’ve had my emotions in a tightened vessel.
but it’s more of in a broken heineken bottle.
and in the spur of the moment
when you lost it,
you lost it.
and the venn diagram can fuck itself.

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