Thursday, February 03, 2005

A Journeyman's Life

Life's journey
One foot placed
To guide the path
Of the juxtaposed other
Through dusty sunset
And milky moonglow
The gravelled road
Speaks to my soul
Possessions in hand
Over a work-worn shoulder
And tied with string
No sooner is a day over
Than another begun
In a simulacrum town
Image of the previous one
Each weary day
Is another adventure

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