These Roads

dark roads I have walked
I walked alone
tasting skies in places
no other has known

dared with eagles
perched high
in the Teton tree tops

3 million miles
roamed
mountain top
to mountain
top

Me and my childhood
backdrop

from Superior's ghosts
to Prince's finest hosts
I walked a line
no human would hope
to copy

A tangled mess
neither neat
nor sloppy

but crisscrossed
like weaving
a web

I too
never could count on
a bed

for my weary weary
head.


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03/27/2024

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