a thousand and one stories
teaches me, carries me like
late night hash marks on prison walls
that welcome new dawns
a thousand and one links of jewels
makes time pass for this trucker
rest stopping on an endless gray highway
stories that keep me high until i expire
new vistas in the sky away from
the stench of road kill driving me
ride ribbons of river flowing
passed fragrances and freshness of new life
a river: a sea that cannot conspire in stillnessnor entangle or wallow me
"Move on, move on," the Han River speaks,
it reminds and unbinds me,
moves me out of hidden underground chambers
for a thousand and one nights
tantalizes me with magical tomorrows
7-29-15
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