how to get down to the cafe
ignore google maps and get lost in the back roads and side streets
I like to find
Different roads to stroll
Between the cafes and bars
Hotels and apartments
Different paths with
Different sights
On days where too much
Is the same.
_
I like to find
Hidden gardens
Sinkholes and
Suddenly
Three horses
Looking out the windows
Of an half-built house
Turned into a stable
Make a bad joke about
Good neigh-bours
And on the next side-street
Find a lost mountain
Of rope
Amid a haunted forest of
Overgrown grass, somewhere
In there
I’m sure a small mouse
Is on a mighty
Adventure.
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I like to find
Puppies living under a
Concrete bunker beside
The Bay of Vlorë,
Black cats amid
Grey rocks beside
The Bosphorus.
In Sutomore
Tortoises
With yellow-pattern shells
Roamed the backstreets
When I walked down the hillside
To the beach.
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There to find
A cappuccino
Or a raki
And read of some other life,
Write of some other adventure
And then
Find some other road
Some other path
With some other sights
To walk home again.
About the Creator
Roderick Makim
Read one too many adventure stories as a child and decided I'd make that my life.
I grew up on a cattle station in the Australian Outback and decided to spend the rest of my life seeing the rest of the world.
For more: www.roderickmakim.com
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