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Go West

Go west, young man, out
into the expanse, the high desert,
the open plains. Ride to the distant sea
& drink the wind. Taste the burn
of salt on your lips.

Dig a mine to build an empire. Crawl
deep inside. Pack your lungs
with coal dust, glitter deep inside
the dark & cough out diamonds
clenched in your guts.

Go west, young man, away
from us & our cluttered cities.
Leave & do not return
until you know the limp
of the turned-aside ankle,
the foot that drags a line
in the dirt.
Posted 11/29/11
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