Obligations
Pre-dawn, a chilly spring morning, the smell of gasoline and cheap coffee, crisp $20 dollar bills, the sun begins to peek at me from the east, 85 mph on a lonely desert highway to the middle of nowhere, I still can't outrun the demons.
Wandering #1
Here is another older writing I had forgotten about, i know some of you have seen it before but for those who haven't I hope you enjoy. Sunsets, purple and orange while winter storms rage. Bright midnights, every fragment of light reflecting from the untouched surface of fresh snow. An unseen weight crushing your chest as you try and sleep off a 103 degree fever in some $20 a night flop house, using your shoes as a pillow in hopes they won't be stolen. Roused from restless sleep at some ungodly pre dawn hour by the mad ramblings and vomiting sounds of a 40 something sober drunk in the throws of the DT's. 2 bottles of cheap cough syrup and the better part of a 3 day old bagel and I was ready to continue on this journey... The road ahead is glossy dark, unwilling to even hint at it's dangers...
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