Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Baked Not Yet Fried

In the time that it takes to change over
to the underneath to the way there
it has become a different day
stepping through familiar
back then and now
there were steps
I took them
many and
then none
a path emerged
I remembered it
from before only now
it was smaller and overgrown.
I still like it there am satisfied. For now.

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