to sleep walk your way
through
the years.
get married
have children
and the rest.
school then a job.
saving
for that nest egg.
it's easy to go along
and
catch the bus.
the train.
keep your nose clean
and be
good. to ignore
the pain
inside you. no art
made
along the way.
no music.
but the grass is cut.
the doors
are painted,
the gutters cleaned.
no true love
or self ever found.
while time
slips and slips
quietly away.
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