Mud Poem


Stick-sucker
Stone-slider
Shoe-swallower.

You are the unfixed path
on the road home
whose clammy hands
clap my every step.

You are the unfinished map
written by other travellers
whose footprints
name each new island.

You are the Earth’s glue
keeping a collage of journeys
in a scrapbook of decisions
pressed beneath the sky.

Rain-sponge
Light-denier
Time-taker.


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