all I meant to say was
"here's the place that made me,"or at least
"here's where I don't feel guilty
for my mind drifting."
and
"here are my margins
and necessary empty spaces
all pushed outside"
location, location, location
like a constellation of thumbtacks
in a cork-board map
or a chorus of crickets, each loud voice
specific and unknown.
all I meant to show you was
my state, a field, my origin.
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