Flirting around the edges

They ask

But i don’t know

My answer is back there somewhere

Where am I going?

Where do I want to go?

I’m flirting around the edges

I’m bound, but unbound

Moored, but unmoored

I have a hint

I feel a light spark

But an empty void is tempting

Nothingness, can it be ok to just float?

I’m tiptoeing the edges

I have the answer on the tip of my tongue

But dare I speak it?

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  1. “If you missed the train I’m on
    You will know that I am gone
    You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

    A hundred miles, a hundred miles
    A hundred miles, a hundred miles
    You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

    Lord, I’m one, Lord, I’m two
    Lord, I’m three, Lord, I’m four
    Lord, I’m five hundred miles away from home”

    The Sight and Sound And Sign of Old Telephone
    Poles Holding Old Wires of Communication Back From

    The 60’s As my Mama Led me and my Sister Singing This
    Song on the Way Back From Visiting my Father in Our Bi-Yearly

    Visits Yet That Place

    Never Felt Like Home

    Dear Miriam For Where Do You Go WHere

    You Really Find Home True for me
    at Least So Simple Then A Place of

    Peace Where Love Resides Within

    And Radiates All Around Among

    The Humans Living A Story

    Clear ToGeTHeR BacK

    Then in A Town

    Small Enough

    Where No One
    Was Stranger Then

    i Suppose Again That’s When
    You Arrive Hehe When Everyone

    Knows Your Name or What You Do in
    Life As my Name is Even Shortened

    From the Dancing Man to the

    Walmart Man i Suppose

    It could Be Worse

    When my Wife Points
    to A Young Man Passing by
    on A Cellphone in the Next City
    Over We Are Visiting And Says He Exclaimed On

    The Phone Hey! i Just Saw ‘The Walmart Man!’

    True it Could Have Been Something Like Hey!

    i Just Saw the Florida Man Matt Gaetz, DeSaTaNiS,
    Or TRuMP, Meanwhile i’m Still INHeRiTinG Home

    For Real Free All Meek Without Stuff With No Name Yet Home

    Going no Where
    in Dance And

    Song Always

    Arriving Here
    And Presently Now ‘A Horse With

    No Name’ No Longer Just A Representation
    oF A Life Without Even A Story of Who i am..:)


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