anyone
still awake
even
thoughthe night might
be smoky too
everyone might know
something about
where he has been
going back to the basic
balance finally achieved
like Kaleidoscope Wine
nothing concluded
right back to the beginning
and over and over
sounds from beyond
the tree line
luring him
into a vanishing state
nothing concluded
tonight the bike ride
was a solo mission
accomplished with
no goal in mind
rain after sun
then sun that follows
much appreciated
spinning with the dizzy
strokes of the pen
and when will
the world around us
crack
back to waiting
for a return to the porch
holding my torch
and thoughts
always random...
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