Again Rev 1

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Riding a boat-load of self-psychoanalysis.


By M. E. Riddle

I’m on the road,
Out of Whiting
Walking alone.
And there’s lightening
-Considered my own.

I’m on the stones,
In North Dakota
Pain in my bones.
Half full now,
This carries me home.

It begins to rain.
Walking roadside,
This taunts the gnomes.
Destroying insides,
Fracturing bones.

I walk proud.
Riding this beacon;
To horizon’s edge,
Chasing demons,
Hammering this wedge.

Submitted: August 04, 2015

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interesting, but i don't follow what's going on. oh well.

Tue, August 4th, 2015 4:48pm


Neither do I.

Tue, August 4th, 2015 6:57pm

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