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The last couple of weeks have been a bit of a mess – both literally and metaphorically. Puppies, it turns out, are just as bad for your sleeping habits as babies, unsurprisingly. But more on that later. For now, here’s a poem. These days, roadtrips always make me want to write. Advertisements
I slide like an oil slick back and forth across your city. How long will it take before I sink below the surface? Will it ever fill my lungs like mine does?