two worlds cross every other
meaning less than the first
when direct observation was
enough to be honest and real
reviews are about something
poems not necessarily what
I wanted to say was what I
thought about what I saw
is that what they meant if
anyone told me I didn't hear
free to speculate only later
realized how right on I was
how are the small town and
chickens relevant to who I
am or used to be thinking
I knew enough to be wrong
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