Vagabond MAG

July 22, 2012
By Anonymous

Someday you'll look up
quite suddenly
and leave the cramped cubicle
silently.

Start up a car that isn't
yours,
burn up its tank then
get out and walk.

There are cornfields,
canyons, cigarette butts
motels and endless lines
florescent, yellow, white.

Gas station to gas station
smile
at the wary clerks
who shake their heads.

You have no recollection
of “office”
the well-oiled cogs of
shiny society.

Only damp beaded dew
bellowing train horns
in the night, crudeness of pavement
under bare feet.

There is no going back.
If you're good
when they ask for your name
honestly, you don't know.



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I_Am_Me96 GOLD said...
on Oct. 25 2012 at 9:40 am
I_Am_Me96 GOLD, Lake Station, Indiana
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Favorite Quote:
"Fall in love or fall in hate. Get inspired or be depressed. Ace a test or flunk a class. Make babies or make art. Speak the truth or lie and cheat. Dance on tables or sit in the corner. Life is divine Chaos. Embrace it. Forgive yourself. Breathe."

Very nice!


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