Jeremiah Walton Erie, PA

Arizona’s northern desert wears a patchy jacket of hand me
down foliage cast off by thousands of years of silence
Half baked mountains observe the asphalt arteries we are
pumping thru
Oi, we’re on the run
on the run from boredom
and boredom’s burning coat of years
trailing along the experiential embers
that shine light from your belly
illuminating the naked buried in your skin.
There’s a prickly pear beer top in my pocket
& thousands of miles carrying the quiet of obsidian
yet to scratch the record player mind.

Jeremiah Walton is a poet from Erie, PA. You may peruse his site here and see more about him.

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