Long driveA Poem by Jon Roggie
From the start,
I know how this might sound. I am not complaining. I just have no clue. Nine or ten hours on the road, and add the possibility of all of the flipping fires. Quite simply, I am a train wreck in slow motion. This is what I come back to. I am not just muttering under my breath. I realize I can't do a damn thing. I can only share a few words, knowing they don't matter. He would want me to share the words.
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2 Reviews Added on August 19, 2016 Last Updated on August 19, 2016 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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