waking
to cough
up
some shit
spit it in the can
and move on
pretending it never happened
moving out
into the world
amongst the wandering masses
living
moving on
obsessing over nothing at all
taking the stairs
two flights up
two back down
trying
to move on
preparing for what comes next
stopping here
there
and everywhere
just in time to hear
tales of love and woe
from all around
moving on
wondering
if this ‘on’
I seem to keep moving to
is all it's cracked up to be
-2003
Sunday, October 29, 2006
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