A poem about realising that one of your boomerangs has not come back. A metaphor for life, really!
<div style=”font-size: 10px; color: #cccccc;line-break: anywhere;word-break: normal;overflow: hidden;white-space: nowrap;text-overflow: ellipsis; font-family: Interstate,Lucida Grande,Lucida Sans Unicode,Lucida Sans,Garuda,Verdana,Tahoma,sans-serif;font-weight: 100;”><a href=”https://soundcloud.com/robertdgarnham” title=”Robert Garnham” target=”_blank” style=”color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;”>Robert Garnham</a> · <a href=”https://soundcloud.com/robertdgarnham/the-boomerang-audit-wav” title=”Daily Poem 40: The Boomerang Audit” target=”_blank” style=”color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;”>Daily Poem 40: The Boomerang Audit</a></div>
