Supertramp
Leaving civilization behind he arrived on a cold crystal day
finding a magic bus with frosted windows where he could stay
freezing weather the bus was his shelter out of the fray
leftover from workers on the Alaskan Stampede Trail back in the day,
Living solitary off the land was something he wanted to do at any cost
a good shot at game but as for preserving it he was at a loss
starving to death the Teklanika River too treacherous to cross
journal entry 69 showed he was in an unpredictable toss,
Eating some potato plant seeds he felt extremely weak
melancholy he wrote a pathos farewell sign if someone should seek
a 24 year old whose gloaming time ended that August in 1992
forevermore valiant into the wild Christopher McCandless was gone too soon.
8-13-17
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