Boarding on the towns of Lost and Forgotten,
my soul waits in a dusty bar.
The bleached bones of  the countless lay for miles,
the never-land of the desert,
the dry air burns the nostrils.

My heart never to be the same,
but the direction changes and moving on
to another town,
other people.

Using what I know
and knowing what is,
an adventure,
a life.



KT April 22, 2014