Jackie packs his backpack up,
with all his stuff..
He takes the road to the right.
And doesn't look back? Like
there's nothing behind him.
Susie
for her sister in Vermont.
She sits alone.
Watching the phone
not ring.
We walked in the road.
The dirty road.
The dirty road made of
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