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Sep 2010
we entered together
into the forest of humans
down streets aligned
in rows and curves

I sped ahead
left them behind
for them to find
their own way

I pedaled the pavement
hearing nothing
no barks or *****,
no neighbors or cars

surely I would have found them by now

my mind was bending,
how much time was I spending?
will I ever make it back?

surely so,
though after every row,
i felt less and less at home
deeper into the zone
of bends and curves
when will i break?
Written by
alex waddell  Oxford, MS
(Oxford, MS)   
617
   Chuck
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