Im moving
To Plymouth MASS. It is were the pilgrims landed, and were I grew up.
I thought that it may have some consequence for this blog. I realized I only write bad poems and weird verses here anyways. Plus if there is any story of me in here, its not a regional one. It just happened to have started in this region. This desolate, flat, naive region. It just goes to show you, you can put a city anywhere and it will be decent. But I dont want decent. It wasnt really a choice to move back home. But thinking about it, overall, the town of plymouth, beats out the city of chicago. I would go in to detail, but youd only agree if you were me, and even i dont fully agree. But i do. There is a not that could be a sure as long as you untie it? ha. Get it?
Anyways, heres were I lived (will live again) .
posted by MichaelLovely @ 3:28 PM
1 Comments:
It's a han shan type haiku... like the ones kerouac wrote on desolation. about the pictures and not the syllables. I want to have a bunch of them so that when I make the move I can plaster a wall with them and be home whenever I need to be.
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