![]() Fun HouseA Poem by Nicholas Enloe
Fun House
looking both ways down an infinite hall, looking back at myself endlessly, I turned right and followed for ages, until I realized I was always going left, How do I turn to where I meant, will I go east when I meant to turn west? Which me in the hallway is looking back, all the way to the me I was before? Is he still there? © 2024 Nicholas Enloe |
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Added on April 15, 2024 Last Updated on April 15, 2024 Author
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