down here on the path beside the railroad tracks with the freight train slowly going by the urge to hop on one of the gravel laden cars and let it take me far away from here is almost overpowering

as usual i do not make the leap and later i find myself walking past the old man with a broom sweeping the street to where the path turns back upon itself out past the little girl on her mama’s back who says hi

i try to smile in return but all i can think about is how did i ever get so lost

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