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stranded (again)

Posted to Action Poetry




stranded in my own time zone
never felt so all alone
like a big ol' empty quiet home
echoes callin' like forgotten tomes

too late to cross the corn field
the fork is too far back
gotta play the hand you're dealt
and just say what the fuck

anybody else know how i feel
wallowed in this knee deep mud
can't go forward can't turn back
carry on my only option