who would care?

I was off down that road

any road any place anytime

freezing some nights

no shelter no fire no blankets

taking shelter where I could

but all of that anything

was better than back where

endless days of walking walking

sometimes I’d throw my thumb

to land in another town city

knowing no one there

begin to build up bricks a job

then quit all of that & leave again

knowing deep in these cold bones

any space I’d created was gone

& who would care?

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