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By Linda Watson Owen
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ADD TO MY FAVORITES
as I stumble on unfamiliar trails
of grit gray roads,
track house, crack house towns,
and smoke-choked cities.
Let me wander nameless
in aimless misdirection,
searching not for purpose
but for a place to fade
into the blur of background haze,
into the blare of backstreet cacophony.
Just call me sightseer,
along for the ride,
only the ride.
Destinations hold no promise
except for what
you’ll never hear me say.
Don’t expect me to stop.
Sightseers never stop.
Got to move.
Got to do.
Got to shoot.
Got to prove
that sightseeing is cool,
that sightseeing is
where its at.
Come on and join the party.
Kiss the rules good bye.
Fly high!
Touch the sky!
You won’t die.
When you give me a name
call me sightseer.
Call me nightseer,
for light is far away,
and in the dark of wandering
there is no day,
there is no way,
there is no…
there is…
is there…
Is there a way?
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