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Amen
these gears are rusted and worn and the breaks have been squeaking and scrathing themselves raw I taste the metal from my toes to my tongue and wash it down with a gallon of gas barely worth my many iniquities just to travel to one side of town and back to do it all again for tomorrow in hopes that I am gaining on this ride building on this eternity one man to another man this trash and these shoes are difficult to walk in with open toes out in the cold never forgiving does this wind stop to check on me I wont waste this morning on a cup of ale but I am truly greatful for a good nights rest amen |
Submitted on 2012-09-29 09:47:21 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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| Beautiful expressions...so vivid that I could feel every word without even having to close my eyes and let them sink in. Wonderfully written. Indeed each one of us have a lot to be thankful for. | Posted on 2012-10-04 00:00:00 | by obaid | [ Reply to This ] | I taste the metal and wash it down with gas | this is so raw and poignant . This entire write hits me on a visceral level . Who are we to judge. And the line with the wind not stopping. I don't care what anyone says that there is just poetry. | Posted on 2012-09-29 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ] | |
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