6.10.12

saludos cordiales


however maps are dropped to signal
lost, search terms are open
to interpretation. myself, i’m kinda partial
to On the Road
+ Walkin’

always makes me feel like
i made it. “oh my, what tall
buildings” – that’s as far as i go in terms of appreciation
of this here apartment complex, though i’m happy
to reach you, a traveler.

or whatever passes
for movement in maps. signal me this:
riddled with terms for open
in myself, i’m kinda.

oh my, what lame constructs
termed “affection” toward
you, in truth be hold-
en, you can keep me
hear a parting confession,
or ramble

whatever masks its movement,
passing.

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