The Surface

The Surface

Rewind, turn back, travel, take a spin.

A visit, for a time.

To a place that seems like a dream.

A dream you want to remember.

A place you want to forget.

It is all that was, and all that could have been.

A destination that is changing, that is yet still the same.

Parts of it can never change, or revert to what they used to be.

Nothing looks the same as it did three years ago. everything is the same.

Even so…

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© Antonia June Simonik  Written On May 17th, 2012


About Jeremiah Dowling

I write poetry and take crazy pictures in an Orange Chair all over the United States while reading amazing books.

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