Maps

Maps

I got into the business of
collecting maps for
I always seem to get lost

ratty, torn, tea stained,
ripped up, splattered,
chewed open - they can't
even take me anywhere, they're

pointless, trivial, ornamental;
they lay on my bureau, some
hung up, taped, posted across
the plastered, bumpy walls
sparkled like stars - tens
and tens of these, maps

to Jordan, China, England,
Croatia, Poland - anywhere
in the world, torn, tidbits,
chopped, cut up: just thrown
any old place

dysfunctional at best, they're
ragged and worn - thrift shop
finds, scattered, musty: just thrown
any old place

hoping to take me
any old place.