Thursday, October 24, 2019

1391 - was lost in it

1391
was lost in it


wrong table
too far
I, the thing to not fit
who’ll help?

in the Gregory’s a street gone
on the GPS
throws us another state
there we are
if space then why not time?

no one knows they’re mad here

where to go?
no way back

but the pages turn over
they in their sleep too

let me leave behind

on foot
nor the crumb trail
circle around

wrong book
where on the shelf?
it’s inside
on the under the print

don’t drown
you could try
but you wouldn’t

I must be the insect
unnamed
randomly directed

antennae attenuate
look at my wrist
no watch

oh dear
oh dear
I’m late  

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