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In (ghazal) (Free verse) by INTRANSIT

In my truck, I ventilate the world and let it enter me through my windows,as it passes, and stops. My friends enter me as a thought, a presence. I ride fully with them always. Peace is mine, always. The traffic of life is present and I am numb to its presence, within. My friend, myself, one, travelling, two, stationary, feeling the motion and the beauty of the all.

daniella 14-Jun-03/9:16 PM
oh sweet romantix, if i may interject thy willowy serenading. i love the last line, but i want to be led there on streaming chrome shiny wind in my ears through the lonely blare of headlights. you r almost there.




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