air conditioner fail

i remember driving there

so clearly

with the twists and the turns

and the cliffs not far off

holding and dragging

and lifting

like a mule…

kept going

and pushing

in hopes

of a chance

that never came.

but man,

was it beautiful.

its the closest i get to opportunity

you know,

stuff like that.

so i get these memories of feelings and views

and knowledge

of individuals

and of chores.

and even know how

that most people dont possess,,,

but beyond that,

theres nothing else.


and i sit penniless

and opportunitiless

without a hope

of ever being,,

all the while



of endless information

and ability

with no use


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