Challenging Poetry

why a string is tied around my neck

I lost my head
one night—blinked and
it was gone, to be found
seventy-four hours later
in a dusty corner of the bar
by a drunk,
and turned in to the lost
and found where it had a
long conversation with several
left handed mittens, a scarf,
and a silver tiepin shaped
like a rose.
I had to talk fast to convince it
to take me back—it was having
fun without a careless body that
forgot it.
but that’s why I tie a string
around my neck.
it attaches me to my head
so I don’t lose it again.

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