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and so onwards..

Posted to Action Poetry

the thumb you depict like a talisman propelling you the traveller into hidden worlds.. you let it guide like a compass to (wo)men with no eyes.... imagery building up cast up against the harsh light of day from the viewpoint of a rest area on some glorious highway leading to nowhere.. but that nowhere is a place of solace the one true one true.... emotions moving the traffic....