Though the cord is indellible
The road to elsewhere
Cannot be walked
I’ve longed
To explain my wishing
I’ve wished
To understand my longing
For a place I don’t know
And remember having been
Only in memories
At once clouded and shockingly bright
Like a clearing in a wood
Now unchartable
If it were
It is no longer
If it weren’t
It is no matter
Homesick for the nebulous
Nostalgic for the never
Yearning for a poetry that was lost
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