Poetry by Jim Nasium

The Nazca Lines So Long

I look out my hotel window
to the flat lands far below
I wonder why I came here
there is no safe place I know
they watch me every where I hide
they find me every where I go
I follow the Nazca Lines
maybe they've something to show

I climb aboard my hot air baloon
drop ballast and fly away
I think I'll go North to the Amazon
i know a safe place I can stay
there at least the eyes that watch
you every day as you go on your way
don't want to hurt you at all
they only want to play
©2001 Jim Nasium

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