Friday, April 4, 2014

5223. ISLETS OF THE PAST


ISLETS OF THE PAST?
Where are the doorways to the other world
I used to travel - lanes and alleys taking me
somewhere else? They've gone, it seems, or been
transformed to baseless and boring things. Now,
where the once was so much, there is so little.
Again and again and again, I look back, just
to see what may have been left behind.

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