oh gabriel
you left yourself there
on the cold white beach
when the wind was
blowing in the wires
when the waves hit
much harder than they should
i write it in my mind:
we should just take
our empty bags
get on the bikes
and leave for somewhere
in the wild
big cups of coffee
some smokes
and we'll be ready
for the road.
oh gabriel
the scars are thin
almost not there
i think
you should just let them go
and they will go.
some secret call
and they'll become invisible,
the most invisible of all
covered with the myth-cloak
of tales and legends
and,
moreover,
that no one knows of;
so they can’t ever
be found again,
b e
f o u n d
gabriel
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