On The Opposite Side Of 'Somewhere'

Soul Poetry

It would seem,

at least to me,

that I subsist,

in merely a void,

where nothingness

is common place

and everything

is hard to come by.

No matter how fast

I run,

no matter the

ground distance covered,

I remain rooted,

imobile, where I stand,

while the rest

of the world

whizes by,

at warp-speed pace.

They all seem to have

a reachable destination,

a terminus,

where their objective


a someplace.

While I linger,

in uncertainty's limbo,

    on the opposite side,

    of somewhere.

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