Offshoot Poem by George the Great VIII

Offshoot



I am in motion
Like a red snake from a neutral land lubber
With a dream between my intoxicant eyes
Looking for anyone
To talk
To love
To live
But that question
Remain:
Why I should
Beyond this frontiersman ship
If I will die
Anyway?

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