Monday, March 6, 2023

Outside the Story Gardens

Would you accept a signed invitation
To live inside a storytelling mind?

You might as well have. You were born human,
Weren’t you? Have you ever not been story?

Can you escape enough to remember?
You can see the world from your walled garden.

It looks unkempt and weedy doesn’t it?
No pacing, no narrative arcs, no rows,

A lot of other walled gardens scattered
About but outside of them

Not so much as a single character,
No one to take a rooting interest in.

You can’t survive out there, human, you can’t,
But you can lose yourself in attention.

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