The Bridge
on the River Nowhere (language
warning)
The bridge
to nowhere leads to many places of inconsequential insignificance. I travel on
it every day and can never remember getting on or off. I remain in a dream
without structure, cradled within a crumbling foundation, finding myself asleep
behind a steering wheel in a beat-up car without an engine on deflated tires
riddled with rusty nails. I’m that guy in that Beatle song, you know which one.
I’m going nowhere on a cloud of lost dreams on a bridge built on misery and despair.
I need to find the engineer to show me directions on how to get the f**k off…
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