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Droppin' In

Posted to Action Poetry

ridin' the crest
of a wave
movin' right on

there's this draw
sends ya over
the edge

brings ya right
back to where
it all started

this thin yella
line that I been
lookin' down

eyes foeward
head firmly reachin
for the powder
blue sky

off to the races
all the mixed
up spaces

places where there's
barely any sense
to satisfy

yeah I'm ridin'
on a train
watchin' the top

knowin' the what
of forever is