Poetry · Writing

Vague

Lack of information guides

Vaugeness

Into wild jungles

In the back of our skulls.

Filled maps detour through caverns

Of detailed records of our transactions

From the past.

The other path.

The jungle lives in the deepest part

Of your map;

The map left

Untouched.

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