'The Thing You're In' a poem by Nick Riemer

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October 2006, no. 285
'The Thing You're In' a poem by Nick Riemer

'The Thing You're In' a poem by Nick Riemer

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October 2006, no. 285

Everything happens fast and then goes –
the new movie you were waiting for
that you’ve suddenly just seen, the tunnel
under the harbour that seemed to take forever
now built and grooved by a million trips.
In winter fruit trees bud, shops
are full of summer clothes; only this
mind is slow, still stalling on the same
questions, never getting it, left behind
by life as by some wild-eyed nag
storming down the street, her hoofprints
pasted in the grass.

'The Thing You're In' a poem by Nick Riemer

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