passing through – April 29


he drives off without a goodbye,

vague friend of only a brief



on the island of no dreams

where lost souls go to

rest up


and catch a new breath or

start or whatever will play



people passing through

may be all that can be



while on the way. we each

have our limitations



looking the other way may

be all that can suffice

for grace.


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