maps
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maps
inside my head
roads retrodden
grooves worn
into my navigation center
in my brain
the familiarity
getting lost in a radio song
and realizing you’re where
you wanted to go
like a needle on a phonograph
following one and the same
lonely track
but
the music
can be
oh so sweet
SoundCloud reading of this poem: <click here>
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