Backwards Map

Posted on June 7, 2011 by ubu507
Backwards map
Always appropriate
Everything becomes you
Legs unfolding the creases
Tracing the boundaries of
Desire’s Crossing locating
The New Ford of the Heart
Informing the empty spaces
Of this Burned Over District
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But I conflate legend and scale
How great the silent distance
How entangled the state
Once we’re off the page
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