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May 2016
wanting to jump  into the next escape  pod
( wondering when i learned words )
pushing buttons and

seat belt strapped in
the word for this is drive
and it matters, where I am going
it matters, I'm alive


escape changes shape
directions, destinations
aren't they sometimes the same thing

it matters,
I'm alive
mori walts
Written by
mori walts  santa rosa ca
(santa rosa ca)   
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