Strictly Serious

was never my forte

neither was 
studying science

beneath a bored
crescent moon 

of common meaning
and Doritos 

when anything else 
would do

I am full of love
and passion 
(misguided or not)

on your forgotten map
of hope and penguins
honest north

reason, rainforests, 
and anacondas:
my south 

land, canyons,
and echoing meaning:
direct west 

East will sense its way 
to water 
the Atlantic 
will never run dry, 
or stop waving
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