on a washed bench
blue paint sheen
slept in a bunk
bed bugged mean
sipped in a bar
got splashed by a car
got smashed like a star
dashed for euro star
pocket torn
blister worn
grinned in blue
globe trotted
dodged the dotted
chocolate spill
coffee refill
road repair drill
roller coaster thrill
my denim philosophy
saw the girls
serene curls
saw the men
dollar and yen
mothers babies
plucky ladies
my world
stretched
in Lea's womb
my thoughts
etched
on Mr. Rob's
tomb
my travelling pants
on the hangar
meditating
maps
in May
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