#616 - no one finds a way back

 

 

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no one finds a way back

 

take the past as done

glimmer and inkling is all

 

this is where you are from

I’m afraid

 

who’s there to hold up

the roof and the walls?

 

go on from your door

you know you will

 

track leads into a vanishing next

and find your way by fluke

 

I mean that footsteps sink behind you

as do memories of the gone

 

you’re here now with these words

what a waste!

 

tug at a thread

it’s the daylight unravels

 

the practised dark remains

o pride!

 

I swung an axe in there

I sang

 

the craft were shining

boulders were thrown

 

a postcard from whisperland

big sneeze

 

it’s as if you could touch

as if you were held

 

the waking always wonder

but the dream comes to us fits and starts

 

there are those seeking for cessation

but this is the privilege of time

 

it’s as if somewhere

I left my camera, my phone

 

from my door there’s nowhere to go

I mean there’s nowhere but the way

 

why seek? everything of the age is here –

the viruses, the microplastics

 

is there a corner out of the picture?

is there anywhere left to paint?

 

this is the needle’s eye camel trope

so show me the riches then

 

25 words or less – I’m ready for

my damnation come lightly

 

if only I’d had a camera

if only I’d brought my phone

 

you can never guess where you will wake

or if there will be a new day

 

everywhere leads me

everywhere home

 

there’s nowhere else in this world to go

and this is the human curse

 

there’s nowhere but the way