I threw a dart once at a pub

I missed the target

It bounced off the wall

Ricocheted off of the table

Fell to the floor


Lucky for me

I was a tourist

And the locals were at work

Me alone

In the pub


I am a poor navigator

Unless I go the opposite

Of what the map says

In my mind

North is always Up


The moss on trees

Is unreliable

As unreliable as some

People I have met

Overcast skies produce no shadows


Where I am going

Is as predictable as a leaf

Catching currents of air

I figure,

I'll know when I get there

just blowing in the wind....

And don't bounce off too many walls when meeting new tourists and also don't get lost wherever your going....

the answers are not......

Nice one reminds me of me

Heartfelt