<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471338" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Insufficiency of Maps</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fifty million days of yalda<br>Thirty thousand strides to surmount<br>Two lost footsteps<br>An obfuscated horizon<br>And a vulpine mirage veiling<br>The photographs that never lied</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wallowed in the traceless sand<br>Of this oceanic wasteland <br>Six feet above an abysmal trench<br>Where all your promises sank<br>The air is putrid with the stench<br>Of macabre gushing from your mouth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The emaciated clouds plastered<br>The evening stars and their directions<br>Whilst the spigot of life poured<br>Draining what's left to drought<br>And these veins closed like breaths<br>Heaved for a final stride</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I searched for smiles<br>Like messages in the sand<br>Like croons carried by the Levanter<br>Sifting and drifting with consciousness<br>Like ornate dreams too banal<br>In the verisimilitude of reality<br>Yet too good a taste<br>To remain the same</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The insufficiency of maps you've left<br>Riveted me under the scorches<br>Of the sun's arrogant maw<br>And I will wait her futilely<br>To be found once more<br>As the time passes by in truancy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471338" data-title="Insufficiency of Maps de Norman Santos" data-description="Fifty million days of yalda Thirty thousand strides to surmount Two lost footsteps An obfuscated horizon And a vulpine mirage veiling The photographs that never lied I wallowed in the traceless sand Of this oceanic wasteland Six feet above an ab..."></div> </div> </div>

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