JourneyA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoJourney I am like a wagon with three wheels pointing to the light and one less round crookedly, cowardly riding on a rim of darkness in the early morning on a broken keyboard in expensive adherence traveling a circle of lonely afraid to change letting my heart's axle run aground. I sleep within myself rather than join the train where the others await me. erin-cilberto 12/16/24
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12 Reviews Added on December 16, 2024 Last Updated on December 16, 2024 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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