Imprecision. *possible trig, maybe...?*

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  1. The_Discarded

    The_Discarded Staff Alumni

    This one's loads of long, like most of mine. Meh, whatever.


    He thought he'd try
    To circumnavigate the country
    By foot and eye

    A mile to him wasn't really
    a mile

    Half-insane and all delirious
    The map was incoherent as his thoughts

    He could see the
    time-worn railroad tracks

    Maybe if I just throw myself onto--

    A ca-chink, a ca-chonk
    a warning in the form of Jeremiad
    from the east​

    Or maybe not.

    Everyone was out to get him, now.

    Even the sky wanted revenge
    Even still high from the syringe
    Even goodbye--

    And was it a question of worth or strength?

    Or both
    Or neither
    Or getting higher
    Or each
    And every
    Or just a reverie
    Or time
    Or space
    Or time and place?

    And it's taking a bit too long for him now

    Going across the nation, that is

    The unwelcoming wind
    Beat against his window
    The disconcerting sin
    Left him sobbing in his pillow

    And all he could think was
    God, I miss Mommy.

    And he's a little too old for that, he thought.

    And he's a little too old for that, it's true.

    He glanced again at the broken map
    And maybe he was too high
    to read it right
    but it appeared to him that it was wrong
    and it appeared to him that life was wrong​

    and it appeared to him that the east was west
    and west was east
    and south was north
    and north was south
    and out his mouth came cries of pain

    He threw the map against the wall

    He thought he'd attempt
    To circumnavigate the country
    With bad eyes and a limp

    'Cause a mile wasn't really
    a mile to him

    But much more than that

    And maybe I'm wrong
    Baby, am I wrong.

    Nonetheless his map is incorrect

    "You go east and then you go west."

    No, Map. That's the wrong way.

    "You smoke weed and then you have sex."

    No, Mom. That's the wrong way.

    You've landed me on
    The triple crossroad between
    Saintly, Satanly and Insanity.

    And a mile's not really a mile to me.

    Another injection

    So tell me again?

    No more questions.

    This map is incorrect.
  2. altek001

    altek001 Well-Known Member me, this was really scatterbrained...

    ...and honestly?

    i loved it.
    - Henry
  3. The_Discarded

    The_Discarded Staff Alumni



    Thanks lots, then.
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