Knew a cool ass guy from Montana named Jeb. Had a beard n long hair, wouldn't take a handout, n could play the guitar for sure. That was many moons ago though
yo. fixin to be goin through cali hoppin n hitchin but prolly tryin to stay outta the southern half of the state.if you make your way up north a lil holla-im down to travel for a bit n show u the ropes.peace n good luck either way
the dirt
is the least dirty thing under this bridge.
Maybe the trash heap
is composting into
graffiti art.
between the highway &
the railroad tracks -
there are souls who wander,
carrying the baggage of distraction beneath their eyes.
with a tearful & sexually stimulating
sadness lingering...
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