Thursday, October 23, 2014

Soul Traveler

I go from soul to soul
traveling where I got to go.
Nobody knows me…I show
up when when I have to.

I went down to the station
to leave myself behind.
I took the train…
lost my name…
made one up in Kansas City.

I’m the person you meet in
the street that dispels the 
clouds in front of you.

I’m the person you meet 
in the street that slaps you 
in the face for no reason.

I’m the person you see in
the street that steals you blind.
Everything is a tell.











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