On the patched road,
I am gone. My body departing
scene of mischief and parades
have passed this way.
No future to hide these nulled avenues.
I am skipping town till I find
the rooster who soar.
These are indefinite times. All my
moon gazing turned over.
Nothing like a good surprise.
But the stigma is a packed gun,
bullets of adamantine.
Leaving the body behind,
I am skyrocketing into the space –
my partial smile
and no other –
the partition of my mind challenged.
Dip a boat into my asterisk I have pulled
over my neck. Fever is complete
but the vortex keeps pulling me.
The drama is off, a misfit tragedy
but I escape the land where the grazing sheep
are nipping at the grass –
I am taking the high road to jeopardy.
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