Call Of The Wild

July 2, 2023

Last night

as the sun went down

I heard the highway call

Distant echoes

soul astir

the leaves not quite yet fall

Last night

that voice cried out again

from places far away

And like before

my feet unsure

—of what my heart will say

(Dreamsleep: July, 2023)

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