Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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You don’t know any more, I can’t be sure
after writing the authority, we are more confused
this intersection seems familiar, devious arguments
of streets that meet, arrangements of linear patterns
meeting here again, one imagines tortuous twists
involution, somebodies trick or prank
to provoke laughter, but not despair, we are caught
in this locality, spot of anxiety, state of apprehension
place to get a grip, look up, take out the map again
we need to go to a higher dimension, we traveled to nowhere
now sniffing the influx of fresh air, to find our way out of here.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. 5/03/2012