Return to Nature

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Return to Nature

By Jacob Senghas


A million pleasantries, like fog, spill forth.

I understand, but still my sight, obscured.

So, blurry lines divide the price from worth;

My inability to think, ensured.


“I’m standing where modernity recedes,

The traffic fading out to distant waves,

The beauty of this woodland grove impedes

My will to act as one who just behaves.”


I squint my mind with everything I’ve got

Pretending I’m not in a parking lot.

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