Supertramp: a State of Being
A tester of limits,
he reaches beyond
all that resembles
a tie or a bond
to the life whence he came,
and the center he held.
He leaves before sunrise,
character swelled.
With self as his compass,
and mind as his map,
through wood he doth journey,
takes bait from the trap.
A matter of months,
and freedom’s been reached,
beautiful blueberries,
immunity breached.
Copyright © Roltrot Diconline | Year Posted 2009
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