Washington

Washington

By Rosie Wilcox.

If there is any place more perfect than this, I do not wish to know.

Featuring:

The state of Washington, not to be confused with the city,

A content individual who may be me,

And a rhetorical question of great importance, at least within my mindset.

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Here in this Washington,

Not a city with a DC,

The streets turn as if

They are their own world,

Spinning away from everything

And into everything else

At the same time.

Here in this Washington,

In this grey-and-green world

I dare to name as mine,

I smile and count my

Finger on both hands

To make sure they are there.

Here in this Washington,

No piece of me feels

Any obligations to go,

I am planted like a seed

Who knows its purpose,

Or do I?