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I Come from Springfield…

June 5, 2015

(a revision)

I come from a “Springfield”, one of many
landed here in Nowhere-by-the-Sea
brought nothing, found less, & now
am tired from having nothing to find.

My yearning is only now.  Here
there is no future except tides
nothing to look back to but debris.

In this book I have written what I know
I am like the seaweed, uprooted
rotting on the beach, invaded by flies.

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