I come from a place that is 75% blue.
A border where the sea and the sky blur into one
A city where together is everyone, and isolated is none.
I come from streamers flying through the warm breeze,
of running barefoot across Wish Park. No, excuse me-
'Aldrington Recreational Ground'. Much muddier in winter and
when wearing studded boots.
I come from the feeling of flight. The buzz of two tyres
Gliding narrowly over tarmac, a whirring chain which can
Rust if not cared for. A 25 mile loop that takes us
Around and over the ups and Downs. Soaring above.
I come from liberation. Free spirit is my name. A place
Where everything goes, and it goes rapidly and passionately.
Where to be normal is not normal, and to be not normal is
to be not normal. It's stunning.
I come from destructed jam tarts on video game controllers.
Mistakes that are loved and learned. A drive to venture, yet a
Longing to return home. Pylons and power plants in the distance, emitting
electricity into the void and the custard yellow sunsets viewed from
second floor windows with a friend.
That is where I come from.
2nd October 2023
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