the map room
I’ve no idea where you’ve been
but you keep telling me I appear
in and out of your crystal ball
I hadn’t checked on my horoscope
in over a week
mostly because I kept getting it
wrong on a daily basis
There is this map room I’m not
supposed to know about
even though it appears
to be common knowledge
I decided not to go there
instead stuck to my instincts
walking along the riverfront
like I do most every night
attempting to connect the dots
buried deep beyond the stars
july two thousand seventeen
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a map poem …atlast lol you write such entertaining poems
thank you
super, love the way it reads and flows….
thank you so much
again and again, love your work
happy and thankful that you do