May 2015
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When we look not with our eyes
convince ourselves of impossibilities-
typical gravel turns into motorways
without tyres, we saw ourselves as cars
eyes glazed, paved speed of reckoning
just as rubber tearing at bitumen
convinced we will get to there
[that isn't here]
at trip's end, we find ourselves a typical mob
typical gravel looks like typical gravel
as we stoop out of that beat-up ute
our eye catches the side-mirror
stymied by our shoes that crunch
making familiar sounds on familiar gravel
_ __ ✒
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°
When we look not with our eyes
convince ourselves of impossibilities-
typical gravel turns into motorways
without tyres, we saw ourselves as cars
eyes glazed, paved speed of reckoning
just as rubber tearing at bitumen
convinced we will get to there
[that isn't here]
at trip's end, we find ourselves a typical mob
typical gravel looks like typical gravel
as we stoop out of that beat-up ute
our eye catches the side-mirror
stymied by our shoes that crunch
making familiar sounds on familiar gravel
_ __ ✒
●○
°
