Saturday, 12 September 2020

this poem - well i mean

 i get that i don’t get it yet

it’s not a landscape i know

or a destination planned

or even recognised even

in the way that is passed before

it starts nowhere

and ends up nowhere

the scenery is nice

the lie of the land so comfortable 

i get that i like it now

what else is there to say

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