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3am Ponderings.

I'd like to have my chance
To live the life
My mother led.

And although she says
She's living vicariously
Through my young blood
I doubt I'll ever stay
On a hippie commune
Or sleep on a roof in Greece,
And when will I have the chance
To float down the Yukon
Or visit hash bars in
Amsterdam?

When can I find enlightenment
Through a hippie school
In Santa Cruz?

Will I have the strength
To leave my comfort zone
And live?

Author notes

Not so much a poem, but random things I'm wondering at the moment. Currently planning a Route 66 road trip for July, and wondering if it will all live up to my fantasy life and the romanticized adventures in my mother's stories and Kerouac books.
Written May 26th, 2005

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  • SeanJ
    May 26, 2005
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    All poetics aside:

    I sincerely hope they do.