Id Est [judd]

You take me to
The update bar
And leave me there
A little far
From where
I was a while ago
But closer not to
Where?

You go
But I wait upon the night
Trash cans guard
Beneath pole lights
Slinking shapes.
Is that Bob?
In the dark landscape
He calls to no one
And they reply

Sometimes I wonder if my sole trait
Is to bend what you’ve made straight