Somewhere I Am Not
Let us go then, you and I.
T. S. Eliot
Broken. Repeated. Plagiarized.
I am never gonna survive.
Ready or not, it doesn't matter.
I disturb the universe.
Pinned, wriggling through life.
I can't run away, so I take it slowly.
Is this theft?
Words from one generation or another.
I can try.
Quick now. 6 7.
A third generation.
What comes next?
I know the I's already.
I sit 180 degrees from the regular.
I grow old
But not yet at my breaking point.
So I search for the mermaids singing.
Coincidences with no consequences.
If every meaningful sentence has already been spoken,
What exactly am I supposed to do?
Find me, lost,
Knowing exactly where I am.
Robert Lloyd
30 june 2026
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