A Lonely Trip
When I go reaching for new horizons
Searching for the unknown me...it’s a lonely trip
Often when I find myself thinking…
You are finally learning not to ...”Push the River”
I look around to see that I am, instead
Expending a hell of a lot of energy...digging new channels
I have made it halfway
Through this life and am still pursuing the question marks
Seems like I still reach for love...and
Flee from the shadows of ...loneliness and wandering
I entered this world as a bona fide bastard
And grin as I watch others still trying to become.
Having decided on tackling life’s problems head on...
I find the effort a full time marathon in itself.
There is no time left for playing dumb games.
Reality is a full time job.
February 1974
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