Time to say goodbye
before I'm dragged under
on last time

-em vidar

Headed straight for the exit
Got the key around my neck
Not waiting for what's next it
Really doesn't matter, heck
If I can just outrun it
Keep ahead long enough
Someday, I bet
Though incredibly rough
I'll see the sun set
Without running past
Sitting to enjoy it
At long last

-  Jay M
April 28th, 2021

pride "unreasonable self-esteem, e
specially as one of the deadly sins;
haughtiness,
overbearing treatment of others;
pomp, love of display," 

From <https://www.etymonline.com/search?q=PRIDE>

Love is blind as justice, if my proud prejudice
were preproperly tuned to presume
you know

pride proceeds a fall, and all the angels know,
that first
giant step,
feels just like falling, it's humbling.

But try landing on your toes, next time.

Nope, says the proud but,
I always land on a ****,  but this can't be real.
It does feel as if
I've been impaled on an obelisk.

They said; nothing last more than three days..

And i happily replied;
"Some names and some beautiful memories are unforgettable"

Driving down the freeway in Kentucky, there are only a couple exits people expect you to take. Lexington or Louisville,
pick one. Otherwise, what specific business
do you have going on in Sadieville?

I'm one of the unknown exitters
living 20 minutes off the Mt. Zion Road exit.
No one gets off this exit but me
onto a lonely drive through the trees.

I live off an exit where the vultures eat the dead, then perch on the trees that are dead, deceased in defeat under the feet that eat.
The graves of unknown soldiers lie buried beneath
convenience stores. The storefront sign says open
but the discordance inside is close.

Wandering in the wilderness
while the wind whistled my sins
you joined me in Union
after you missed the right exit.

Voices from the nether sent you letters saying things are better up north. My box on the side of the road holds notes that were
written with the intention of being read, but they're just
thrown out with the junkmale instead.

You burned too hot and I burned too much
in a snare I was caught once you abstained from touch
You were all I had, this isn't New York City
how many people am I supposed to have with me?

150 years ago, brother fought brother over the lives of their brothers here. Not much has changed since then.
A grave robber's eyes are seen in the faces of
wanderers. Welcomes only last until usefulness has passed.

You kept driving through
I wish I could exit too
but will Ohio be any better?
Once you find out send me a letter.