Just because
I never decided
To stick around
And direct traffic
Don’t you think
It’s about time
I got a statue
Should my outsides
Get to the heart
Of the story
Just wake me
At once
That blue roof
Which separates
What I imagine
Into two fields
Drops off when
You get to where
This fable ends
Tom McGlynn
copyright 2019
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