365

Operation 365 Poem: day 277…I’ve Fled

I’ve Fled

The horn beeps
It’s something familiar
I walk home instead
Choosing the nonlinear

Getting lost in the streets
Looking in windows as I pass
Proving a point by walking
Mentally rewarded at last

If only I had checked
By turning back my head
I would have seen a different car
And perhaps not have fled

No mobile to text
No way to even know if I’m missed
Stranded in a suburb
Now I’m super pissed

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