die east coastA Poem by zeitgeistRecounting things I've seen and places I've been. Vaguely inspired by the works of Townes Van Zandt.
spent a long winter in brownsville sleeping under porches
headed down to the junction during spring thaw hopped a freight southbound rode those steel wheels til they fell off in portsmouth never knew a love from the atlantic new england full of bitter embrace followed a wind to troy and kept a-movin' until I found a friend at last in the lehigh valley his name was codeine crash and burned on the side of highway 83 home has been inside of a brown paper bag the susquehanna had never looked better as it did that late july night washed up in the chesapeake found myself hitching westward on a black and white thoroughbred stepped off in kansas city my friend, well he's still around scratches at my skin and keeps my mouth dry been laying in a farmers field thinking about that cold maine sky © 2021 zeitgeist |
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Added on April 6, 2021 Last Updated on April 6, 2021 Tags: lonesome, rambling, weary, prose, poetry, folk, travel, melancholy, free verse AuthorzeitgeistAboutJust trying to get some of my writing out into the word instead of it collecting dust in my mind. A human that enjoys blues & folk music, long rides into nothingness and cold mornings. more..Writing
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