Wednesday, August 12, 2009


o the road is long
dust powders my feet
and i'm better off gone

stride out in the night
beneath companion stars
a moth following light

leave you sleeping alone
to roll over and sigh
when the money runs out
i'll wither to bone

the devil comes for me
all debts to collect
and i'll not return

dust i came from

and i didn't learn

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