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Find Me

Find me

   In the cheapest clothes

In the shittiest car

    Drinking the cheapest beer

   In the most expensive town

Where I will be

      yearning for the most the beautiful lady in history

Who just left me 

    Find me 

in the middle of this story

And yank me out

    Abduct me, if you can

Grab me by the collar 

      and drag me out of here

Reach for me between the pages

   Find me in the space between words

And save me



. . .


    Whoa! 

Hey!

    Let me go!

I wasn’t being serious! I was being dramatic!

   Holy shit balls!

    I’ve changed my mind! 

Set me down! 

    Not in the desert! 

Not here!  

    Anywhere else but here! 

No, take me home!

   . . . take me back home . . .

Not here. 

Please.


It’s hot. 

I’m thirsty. 

My vision is blurry. 

I am worried . . . I will die here. 

Why did you do this to me? 

Why would you listen to me?


Eventually,

A lizard in a Hawaiian shirt waddles up to me. He’s on two legs. 

I am so thirsty.

 He whispers,

No man can walk out on his own story.”


Shit.

Shit. 

Shit. 

This little goofy lizard is right. 

I must continue to write this story of mine. 

I am _____, and I haven't always liked my name, or my life, but it is mine. 

This life is mine. And one day it will end. 

 

   So, I’ll try to rock this shit. 

I’ll wear the fuck out of these clothes, 

     I’ll dropkick this lizard to the moon

And enjoy this cheap beer

     I’ll breathe and blast music into my soul,

as I cruise around this uppity town.

    I am only human, after all,

Not a God or a legend,

    And one day my story will end.


No man can walk out on his own story,” the wind whispers to me.

     

     I embrace this life . . .


Find me

   In the cheapest clothes

In the shittiest car

    Drinking the cheapest beer

   In the most expensive town

Where I will be

      yearning for the most the beautiful lady in history

Who just left me 

    Find me 

in the middle of this story

   And have a beer with me

While telling me about your own story. 

  Because

 I am curious 

who you are 

       and who you will choose to be.


CH 8/1/26

 
 
 

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