unity

you’re off somewhere,
carefree and distant,
content but reluctant,
seemingly put together,
living life.

now you’re behind a desk,
improved you stature,
with a spark that lit,
into a burning fire,
lovingly unfazed by it.

train tracks and bourbon,
with your best friend,
and warm flat coke,
on a random summer night,
lost in the midst of age.

tied up the future,
coming from a broken past,
but you use what had happened,
as a simple get go fast,
break down when it doesn’t last.

free birds,
caged cats,
wild coyotes,
foreign species,
all bleed the same.

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