Runaway Town…

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Soul deep tiredness
Creep in the bones
Drudgery of dailiness
Sink in like stones.

Runaway Town
Flight of one.
Takeoff, touchdown
Crash and burn.

A bumpy ride,
A landing happy.
A dark underside,
A terrain trappy.

An empty, old shell,
Exposed, naked seat.
Stuck in a marshy dell.
In the sun and sleet

A tired husk,
A dry skeleton.
A solemn dusk,
A final home run.

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