It’s an interesting experience

It’s an interesting experience
Feeling there’s nothing left
In this place you’ve built
Called home
Nothing beckons
But the open road
It’s an interesting experience driving
Drunk
Without direction or judgement
What will come next
A hapless wanderer
Wandering
As he always has
Wander wonder wander
Wonder what the wanderer wonders
When he wanders so.
My face is plastered to the sunset
Forever west I roam
And yet the west…
Will it it will it
Take me for it’s own?
New English is all I know
But for some sleight of hand travels
Over lands
Unknown to me
Unknowable
Unknown
Unknown
Unknown
Unknown to me… Life goes on- until I place my period- stop
And end the line.

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