All I have.

the good part is over
all I have with me is my very own song
driving through the darkness,
doesn't matter how dark,
doesn't matter the width and breadth 
and depth of the ditches and pits,
only it must be crossed, and why
because there's no alternate way
oddly satisfying, this succumbing
to the choicelessness,
to the inevitable that is this moment,
this very moment in which
I am crossing ditch after ditch
and falling and getting up
and getting back and driving further
with blood on my knees and knuckles
I bathe in all things incurable
all day and noon and night
whether I am at home or not
whether I am alone or not
strangeness of the strangest kinds 
follow me everywhere.

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