When I sit to write whatever,
I am writing anywhere
but here.
Why not stand, instead,
and walk and run and jump
and get to anywhere that way?
Why not answer yes
when asked or pushed or pulled
or answer no, regardless?
Why not pray for peace and love
and a full-shelved
corner store?
Why not rip off all my clothes,
and softly wait
for anywhere
but here
to come?
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