Vagabonds: Anthology of the Mad Ones Vagabonds Vol. 3 | Página 75

imagine a world without the words
Weasel
i hitched a ride on an airplane
rode it wherever it wanted to go
sat through the pushes and the pulls
and closed my eyes to see this story without words
but i never had to imagine
the words never existed
i rode this plane all night long
made a stop in a town i had never heard of
and draped my fingers on its surface
just like god would if he were alive
it was the only one to gently place a bullet in my heart
and send me off on my way wanting badly to return
i just never caught my plane
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