onne for now
pulling my shirt over my shoulders
a small snake weaves it's little nose
down my spine
my voice shutters at the mistake of a wrong
direction
tomorrow, later, when and if
change of direction - upward
catching the next ride to trench town
see them as they watch the wind
now is the important moment to
be weightless, mobile, independent
the source of change
find it in my pocket
now
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