map of nowhere

i bedazzle my clothing
with panic buttons
in case of inadvertently
crossing paths
with other people
as i stomp my way
through
the mythological lands
of mirth filled
indignation

a dogeared copy
of the art of war
clutched tightly
in trembling hands
as the cold
of summer’s shadow
breathes onto exposed skin
sending lines
of black clotted blood
to fill the map of nowhere

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