may you all find a welcome campsite

... on that road outside your urban flight

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1sgh3_9qvBc

they took you to the cleaners on a whim of prayer?

left you there shakin your heads, defunct, muted, giddy

and even though the city is pretty cool at nighttime

just up the street to the corner and a fresh pour

and the banter between night-owls passin’ time

and the walk back to home base with a glaze

&..the slide into bed beside your ways

still the sun in the morning fades

the tone of your dawnings

and the daydreams

you once had

have gone

...away

as you quietly shuffle one being without a country through another vexing kinda semi-tormented day