To all on the road to new starts, naked.

-

To Hank
     Marylou
and
     Joan
and to all trying to get out of the grey zone

The same end, the same road
ends, never been ended and the starts
those have never been started
Pathetic.

Pathetic.

The ones kicked out of home
they don't belong actually
some dragged on an endless road
with the ones they don't belong to
Pathetic.
Those who want time
those who can't find at all
those who don't notice a thing
while the time turns into a dust
Tag-alongs
oh and the ones after the dust

      It's Kafka high,
      you feel like a bug.

the ones who let them walk away
 the ones who are let do so
and those who want them out.

Those who can't find even a little space
believers in heart
bleeding ones
wrongs and rights
goods and bads
blacks and whites
cheaters and cheatees
second guys, leading ones
I'm out.
never been in anyway
I'm out.
not going to hurt this time

Joan, Hank, Marylou.
not going to hurt this time.


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