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Into the Missed
Into the Missed
There's those
whose thoughts
are blues
as dots
that never
nowhere....
no,
not again.
Those were
the ones
who,
in my memory,
were perfection,
in all directions,
forever
new.
My last look
may not be
as stellar as
the sky
that birthed me,
but
I'm the same
as ever was....
even moreso.
There's those
whose thoughts
are blues
as dots
that never
nowhere....
no,
not again.
Those were
the ones
who,
in my memory,
were perfection,
in all directions,
forever
new.
My last look
may not be
as stellar as
the sky
that birthed me,
but
I'm the same
as ever was....
even moreso.
Published 23rd Jul 2022
Author's Note
Three different points of view triangulate a fixed point or plot the transition points of view.
I find myself in the strangest places.
I find myself in the strangest places.
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Brought to mind Santana’s “Two Points of View”, but without the strong emotion as one vantage point seems mechanical.
Now the last stanza brought to mind Talking Heads’, ‘Once In A Lifetime”.
Now the last stanza brought to mind Talking Heads’, ‘Once In A Lifetime”.
25th Jul 2022 7:09am
