I turn down a Blind Alley
David R. Mellor
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I turn down a
Blind alley

To run away
From forgetfulness,
Grief, longing and
The pins and needles
Of experience
I have gained

I throw myself off the
Bus, jam packed full of chickens
Clucking away about
The banality of
Their daily feed
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I turn down
A blind ally
Hoping to meet
No one...
But myself