Monday, June 29, 2026

Somewhere I Am Not




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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