jerome moore


Compass - Poem by jerome moore

I walk with a compass in my back pocket
its stuck somewhere between North and Northeast
i cant tell which way the wind blows but I know the layers cut through my steps
and when I find it i will b bound for home.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 6, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 17, 2013


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