Monday, 10 May 2010

Unfamiliar anywhere

There's this road that I drive
Yet, sometimes, coming and going from home,
I wind around one particular bend, and have no idea where I am.
I wonder if I've missed my turn, and search for a familiar landmark.
Round the next bend, I see the familiar lights of a pizza joint, and the looming pie in the sky, and breathe in to find I am back in my world again.

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