on digging deeper
I keep telling myself there is much life
left in this story as I pull to the side of
the road and record a few more entries
radio frequencies seem to come and go
much like white lines and off-white clouds
swiftly and surreptitiously passing by
everyone writes poetry now and again
especially when off and wanderlusting
to places usually found underground
I’ll always keep coming up for more air
as long as the good lord will let me
but in the meantime I’m planning on
going deeper to find a few more answers
june two thousand nineteen
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