Somewhere far beyond these walls
Walking amidst the eldritch halls
Are dwarves and elves and even men
Saying, “Damn GPS screwed up again.”
Somewhere far beyond these walls
Walking amidst the eldritch halls
Are dwarves and elves and even men
Saying, “Damn GPS screwed up again.”
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Every GPS should say
“Make a U-turn here for course correction”
On bridges, highways, and the like
To speed up natural selection.
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A hundred miles from nowhere
With sand between my toes,
I walk a beach without an ocean.
It’s my own fault, I suppose.
Her voice said “make a u-turn,”
But I thought that I knew better.
As the burns cover my body
I long for somewhere wetter.
A cactus is my crucifix,
A dune is my headstone.
She was right about the fastest route.
If only I had known…
Now lost amidst the desert
The vultures circle, waiting.
As I wait for her to finish
Her last words: “Recalculating.”
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