Relative Something

*this* John W. Hays' take on things and experiences

Clues

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any
calm day
hunting
for treasure
is nothing more
than one clue
leading to another
and nothing ever ends
when distraction
is the rule
and the dream
that inspires
a chase
ends up having
inorganic origins
that drip
drip
drip
like an old and leaky faucet
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Written by johnwhays

August 26, 2011 at 7:00 am

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