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This world is only flat
as I could wish for it to be.
All wishes come
from hungry hearts as mine.
Curves I visit
bring a noise of motion.
Unexpected joy and wonder
found in every moment
leave me breathless
in returning
to my mirrored soul.
My flatness and my curve alike
a twinkling others see.
Radiant eyes that recognize
no color of their own.
Sound in every moment’s whisper
draws me to it in a naval roar.
I marvel at the people passing
pointing to a cow.
Exchange their wonder for
an empire state somehow.
Trading faceless cards
from bubblegum for unknown toys.
Girls and boys of flattered pasts
retain their souvenir retainers,
voiceless comments written on their treasured casts.
We have each others back my friends and I.
Less traveled is our path and all our roads.
No center for this circle
always monkey in the middle.
Forever our trick always the tick ..
of a bomb that never explodes.
Copyright © Vernon Witmer | Year Posted 2021
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