Saturday, November 8, 2008

Musings inspired by an old break up in new bottle

"Home is the place where if you return
They have to take you back"

What comes to pass in the absence of 'they'
in 'their' absence?

There is no home ,
not even the absence of one.

People who once lived
in that country
Are not only extinct,
but fossilized,

They have all been forgotten
now only known as
the fuel for the engine
of my morbid poetry.

Not the presence of an absence
but a new presence.
A new evolvee.

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