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Posted by on Oct 14, 2013 in Blog, Change |

jacksonville (a poem)

I wrote this poem in 2008 while living in Jacksonville, Florida and waiting to move to Northern Ireland. Five years later, I am about to make my next move and felt it appropriate to revisit this poem.

 

this city is a holding cell

neither point A or B

just somewhere along the line

 

this city is white noise

I am in an extended layover

waiting for the next flight