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Walk-Man Escapism
ML (March 1977 / Eastern Washington)

Walk-Man Escapism

Poem By Moriah Lederman

Numbing vibration in my head
Absence of thought
The loud silence of my walking friend
My opinionated partner
Screaming in my ears,
But not at me.

I escape it all in the fury of your voice
My metal confrere
Full of Love
You can do the feeling for me

All I do is turn you on
Keep walking
Keep running
Leaving it all in my fading footsteps
Carrying your troubles
Not mine

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This is a fabulous poem, Moriah! I drown out the world with a little Rage Against the Machine (now, sadly defunct) - or Henry Rollins.....yes....sometimes the world drives us to it. Nice job.