When All Fails

And it’s always on to the next adventure.
Random leaves flicker.
Fall eerie quicksand depths.
Roads desolate in neglect,
trod and cried
for survival.
Frozen wings, sudden sparkling cold.
Damp crows of damnation.
Bent below, tramps
expecting handouts,
bankers expecting deeds,
women expecting hollow forth comings.
No easy fantasy.  Tales of fates and
quantum desperation, haunted forest.
Winter always lurks on Spring’s horizon.
Keep moving; keep life singing, vibrating for
The rabid trail long saturated with evil, rise above.
Learn, grieve, abandon.
Envision a grander hope, shining spire

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