WEND I

Wondering when I  was going to get there, no longer in fear, yet still an old gray mare, I being work clothes sartorial, entering the above I pink sky cloud portal, I just the mere mortal, sort of just, had a makeshift ritual memorial, dropping everything thinking about the anxious arbor’s worries with the fearsome falling leaves, I being a lot smaller than the “near I” trees, saw “their” “again place of sleep”, and thought of the last furious falling fast mind hard knock dream.

Even a mean blundering-thundering brunt-brute wearing-wielding, pessoa with the keens of me, saw that further up by the side of the road and not to bigger than my tool bag load, the red fellow inside of sleep mode, possessed rare racing shoes on a full display show, I remembered what was in his case too, on stage that one night his melodica switched from folk to the blues, I looked further up beyond the road, flying above head were the conquering crows,

The player I’ve seen before was part of that one local folk rock team

No longer having a mind so feeble, I thought about that one offstage time, with his shoe advice he left behind, It was after his covers of Ron Prine, nice shoes I said with my admiring mind,  he said that they are worth every nickel and dime, He stated which brand they were, and a new mention of a new company emerged, He said “You should give them a try!”, “Go ahead and buy!” “A set like these are hard to find”, offstage Mighty Land Saviors was what he was dressed in, giving me brand new, shoe suggestions, he handed me down the folk rock and the shoe lessons,

And the violins and melodicas in the background sounded hot and clean

Daring now feeling stronger again, I switched to my 2nd pair for the brand new fork which I was bound to apprehend, the moon began to shine I took the lead to, start walking down that old trail road for the 55th time again, and looked back at my still sleeping red, friend, “Road Saviors” was the brand new trend

I took the left side fork, alert also with my mind was my new dress code. Up and down with my right arm went my tool bag with the keens as my only load

I in my “new running race walking shoes” had “new gear starter contest course steam”.

I woke up next to a hogshead barrel or shall I say firkin, ready again to look at the clever on the screen memes. My lazy start to the day then became something to redeem. My chores again were waged, I put on music which was hot honest and brave, again I was tested intelligent and benevolent, Seize The Day!

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9/15/24

12:14pm

WEND I