11/01/2004

The Man

~By Conan

Along came a silent man
From bottomless darkness he was
Looking for definition to fill his soul
A fathomless empty pit did gape

No lover did this rebel man take
For his heart was not his to give
It belonged to the highway
Lonely and infinite it stretched
To the fringes of man’s recognition

The darkness accentuated the cadence of the rain
The clomp of Cowboy boots echoed off the wet pavement
Suddenly a car door squeaked open on rusty hinges
A throaty engine roared to life
And at last the man felt free
As his car sliced through the darkness
He merged with the raging storm at last fulfilled

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