365 Poems in 365 Days: Directionless
People ask me for directions
All the time this weekend
But the questions are filled with confusion
Where is it I need to send?
Number 240 is true and begins a selection of poems I've tried to fix, but it hasn't worked and they're just awkward. What is that last line doing?
All the time this weekend
But the questions are filled with confusion
Where is it I need to send?
Number 240 is true and begins a selection of poems I've tried to fix, but it hasn't worked and they're just awkward. What is that last line doing?
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