I’m retreaded but road-tired,
Rolling across cantankerous land
Though, thank heavens—knock around
Not yet sent off to a ‘board and card’ mansion,
You know where decks and bingo
“Was a dog…” chips or
Define the tokened measures of your life--
Reclining and breathing entertain you.
No, I’m bound for that promised land…
Daniel Wilcox's wandering lines have appeared in many magazines including Word Riot, The Centrifugal Eye, Write Room, Ascent Aspirations, and Unlikely Stories IV. Three large collections of his published poetry are in print: Dark Energy, Psalms, Yawps, and Howls, and selah river. He recently completed a speculative novel which is wandering. Before that, he hiked through Nebraska, Cal State University Long Beach (Creative Writing), Montana, Pennsylvania, Europe, Palestine/Israel, Arizona...Now he resides with his wife on the central coast of California.
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