walking on

walking late into the night

I’d walk as far as I could

seek shelter behind a wall

wake up with the dawn

walking on

I was telling her of this

my days fourteen fifteen yrs old

as anywhere was better

than where I was back there

nobody was looking for me

no police reports

& I don’t know how I survived

no recall on how what I ate

just the one foot in front of the other

aiming for a friendly forest

some gentle place beside a stream

you must have been so lonely?

she said soft slightly sad

I had no idea of that I answered

loneliness only came later

after I’d found relationships

friends who came & went

gave me something to compare

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