Reading Maps
Wed. Freewrite
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I'm beginning to feel this way again,
and it's been this way since when...
do we suffer at our own hands,
I used to put dreams and goals into plans...
of attack, but now it's all reaction and with these bald tires from making so many damn turns I've got no traction...
and can't make it up this hill,
there's no way and no will...
outlining who gets what when I die,
regardless of whether who or whom will have eyes to dry...
out in the yard on the closeline,
and in due time Johnny Masuda and I leave our pants behind...
the walls and window shades writing late nights,
of our perils, plunders and plights.
I offer my solice unto anyone who could use a bit more than they have,
or have not had a chance to put themselves on the map.
and it's been this way since when...
do we suffer at our own hands,
I used to put dreams and goals into plans...
of attack, but now it's all reaction and with these bald tires from making so many damn turns I've got no traction...
and can't make it up this hill,
there's no way and no will...
outlining who gets what when I die,
regardless of whether who or whom will have eyes to dry...
out in the yard on the closeline,
and in due time Johnny Masuda and I leave our pants behind...
the walls and window shades writing late nights,
of our perils, plunders and plights.
I offer my solice unto anyone who could use a bit more than they have,
or have not had a chance to put themselves on the map.
