Never Alone


the silent whisper that follows me
soaking up sun
like a sponge in a bowl full of spring punch.

I could never be
on a road all alone with the cares and concerns of your world haunting me
I will never be

never a slave to the time that it takes
I will not stare as the hands on my watch run from tick to tock
from birth to grave.

I will get there
on my own time
on my own ride

but never alone.


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