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Post by donn302 on Dec 30, 2012 13:18:35 GMT -5
I found center and faced South ( thinking to my self ) ‘Might as well start walking my butt' some more’ I had gone back home, It wasn't there anymore I had no future ‘cept my next step Hungries forced asleep Dead-air feed’s on my innards And yet, never have I felt so alive I felt the wind push me further along the highway Pushed by the driving force of Peterbilts and Reo's Death a dark lonely step just to the left of shoulder the Sign read ‘Watch Out For Falling Rocks’ Walk-another step Impact on the endless lostness Despair unworthy of the energy required Onemindedness Step impact, step, step Taillights stop, door open Light on friendly face Smile, Jump in as a grateful alley-cat seeking shelter from the rain, sot, footsoak, water-blister, blood wet, of another years-end drizzle Feel the warm, fragrant above my own Zen-stench Step Step Now ride.
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