Elsewhen

It’s wrong, right,
what youngers do,
daynight.

But,
when I was then,
I did so
too.

Right it was,
then,
that when.

Stupid,
now,
I was.

Elastic stretches less
the more it’s overused.



See Lee Appleton’s photographic project inspired by an earlier version of this poem.

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