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Nov 2016
We made the conversation for a passerby

Each one more ridiculous than the last

We neglected nutrition with haste

But we swallowed the lies of enlightenment

I needed a moment to compose myself

But the restroom was full of powder and human exchange

I laugh at this mad display
basking in this show of human excess

My tent is folded
never did construct it
Someone stole my poles
hippie sabotage

Strippers slowly swinging
holes in the forest
Eyes in the tree tops

Run up a hill
to avoid an old pains inquiries
At the top I meet a man
he pulls me aside
Trying to explain his condition

"My boy my shoes went nomadic I am aware of the irony!"

I say sir we are all mad currently

Enjoy the breather because dawn is coming

I make my exit because I see him eyeing my sneakers

Paddle boats?

Climb aboard says a spun out pirate

Indeed indeed

He had a plastic saber as a sword

and a marshmallow gun at his side

How he got it past security I will never know

When I ask him this he said he came by waterway

and that this paddle boat was made for excursions

A wild man with five wild women wave at me from the center dock

but I am much too shy for ******

Music now
bring out the rhythm
make room for the rage sticks
I hate them so

Make it to the center
I'm not sure of what yet
But I'll figure it out
maybe
One weekend elsewhere
Moonsocket
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Moonsocket  26/M/Illinois
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     hello poet, woolgather, --- and Azaria
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