ON THE ROAD WITH ROXANNE

On the road with Roxanne, no master plan

wondering where the hell we’re going

on these dumb-ass Harleys,

and wondering where the fuck we’ve been

ever since we were born,

wasting my life pretending to fly

and wasting her life pretending to care . . .

Washing ashore in Altoona, far from the sea,

bottled up like albacore in a tin can, ...

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