I linger
on the sides
of a broken journey
among patches of scratchy grass
and cracked flowers
I collect
pieces of my
shattered soul
like trash
scattered along abandoned
railroad tracks
My eyes scream attention
hands longing to be touched
I lay a ragged corpse
with no destination
just an aching being
left drained and bare
with nothing tangible
but my weeping flesh
and wandering shoes




Thanx for the gold trophy...much appreciated

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