@DenVik,
Vik, this is pure guesswork
And here it is, The Rocks. I'm intimately familiar with every nook and cranny discussed herein and can easily entertain the entire poem as reality. For instance, that
first turn right has always intrigued me, while never once had I encountered "nothing at all." At very least, I found blackness
But hearing footsteps I had sensed Someone's coming after me and felt need to hide. Or do I mean to
run up?!
Was it my mysterious invisible monster? and why did it apparently cross the imaginary road as I had supposed? So now I have to get past as all such speculation with my new approach:.
Whenever the feeling overwhelms me,
Look! I shout,
The bomb! But then I realize no, it's like a bomb but vice versa, an anti-bomb. Although I realize this revelation might be leaving you in the lurch, it isn't at all the critical issue; so let's merely touch on it, then move away to one most important:
The Hole. All holes in this instance being the same, each serving as either an entrance or an exit. Therefore I see exit. Hooray! Reaching the other side, someone shouts, "Smallty... Smallty! I'm going to help!" whereupon I assure him, " No, Sam, no further action necessary. I'm now free!"