A Little Lost: Part I

In last night’s dream,

the highways merged,

like they do,

in my home town.


On a bus,

the driver charged


my fare  increasing,

as we drove farther and farther,


I knew that,

I was lost,

passengers eyeing me,

with suspicion,

my change swimming

at the bottom,

of a plastic bag.


As I do 

in waking life,

I tried to be creative,

looking for an adventure,

within the muck of it,

I recognized Route 4:

drop me off,

drop me off.


The walk would be long, 

the landscape would be altered,

but instinctually,

and without any doubts,

I knew

the way,





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