Grover doesn't run wild
It's a place most people mistake for dull
Sitting far from the highways and byways
Sprawled out lazy in the middle of the prairie
A relic from another time
Filled with broken souls driven out of elsewhere
Connected to nothing and nowhere
Grover whiles away the hours unnoticed
The trucks roll by on the road outside
Nothing moves quickly
Save for the wind
Which knocks over trash cans
And erodes buildings
Grover doesn't run wild
It just bides its time
Embracing its broken family
Without interfering in their lives
Another day begins and ends
In this nowhere land filled with nobody
Hidden in plain sight
On the lone prairie
~cie~
notes
I am behind already, and I don't apologize. I am extremely busy.
Here are the prompts. I incorporated all of them, in my way.
NaPoWriMo: Write a poem about a certain place
April PAD Challenge: Write a "space" poem
April PAD Challenge Countdown Catch-Up (Day 8): Write a persona poem
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