Out of this World [sonnet]

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There’s only one sole place I want to be;
it isn’t on a map or on this earth.
It can’t be found through using geography
Not even if you look for all you’re worth.
You will not guess it using logic’s brain
nor with a compass will you this spot find.
If you should search too much you’ll go insane
(unless you see it’s just a state of mind).
For even though I’ve longed to have this dream
fulfilled for longer than I can recall;
there’s something dark about its central theme
which from all sense of comradeship does crawl.
The place of which I speak cannot be named
The answer’s in the fish which was proclaimed.

© 2012, Alan Morrison

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