Pot Noodle Near Midnight
these are the lands of the forgotten
of the people born and then discarded
made mean by this
and i run through streets not run through since kidhood
and the fishery says NEPTUNE FISH AND CHIPS
and i wonder at the love and the hope that created this - we are people of creativity
and you do a lot of walking in a small town
and you ruminate on how others ruminate on others
and i was never wanted by the adults at home so i go out into the world to see if the world might desire this:
to want me
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do not ignore the wildness in you
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