Traveler’s Song



Going,Going.

Going back.


Stuck in forward-

Forewards to unwritten trapped stories in shoulders.

Back-pack heavy with mother-father-ancestor puss.

Lost in,

Body.

Mind.

Spirit.

Soul.

Believe in,

Nothingness.

No one.

Never.

Death always.

Dry tears.

Confusion−

Whose face is mine?

Identity theft is more than just stealing state i.d.s-

Which face is mine?

Too many.


Going, going.

Going Back.


Where?

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