How Can You Be Sure?

 

“Why, this is hell; nor am I out of it.”

— Christopher Marlowe

 

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I travel my own way

in between gelid nostalgia

& provincial romanticism:


Watching the LEDs

of my time machine

I heard it start to rain.

The gates closed

& the stage was set.

There was no sound

except that of the distant traffic.

But how can you be sure yet?

You must come and see!

The western wastelands!

 

Too much to take in

all at once.

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Peter Bies © 2010

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