A contemporary poem about measure me by the detour, using a concrete image system, a pressured turn and a restrained open ending.
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Do not measure me by the straight road. I have crossed the room through every wrong door. Each detour left a mark on the handle. At the end, I find the window open. The light is not a reward. It is simply what was there when I stopped insisting on arrival.
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