[10] left out West …

left out West …


well, I took the land,

like pests with no rest.

The blessings of my mother’s nature,

helped access

my inner stride, in well accordance with heartbeat’s thump.

What I am to tell you,

I’m not quite sure the ending.

I see it’s llght though.

The next move, had to contemplate like Chess, move.

The pale blush fingers of dawn new sky, I had to.

Follow, the lawn. The great lawn. Did, and passed a fawn.

Sipping by the whirlwinds of Texas drilling pelicans, not. Deer, I do see on your campus. Nameth, Kean University.

Ah but …

Let me tell you this,  ‘time I

left out West …



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