my last resort
when left
abandoned
I find myself
most resourceful
a grassy hill
an empty notebook
a pack of smokes
and
a bottle of
spiked iced tea
with the sun
happily pissing
in my face
and not a cloud
to complain of
I have had
worse escape plans
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I have had worse escape plans as well. Beautifully written, I love your way of working with words and creating full-figure sentences without really writing them down. /Agnes