Early morning
Almost dawn
Time for me to
Move along
Throw my bag
Into the hack
Drive away and
Don’t look back
Morning finds the
highway bare
40 miles til
No one cares
40 more to
Tennessee
Cross the river
I’ll be free
Free from heartache
Free from pain
Drive until
I’m feeling sane
Leave behind
Incessant rain
Wipe the slate and
Start again.
I wrote this from a place of imagining .. someone else’s feelings, life, and pathways.
Lions Mane 
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