Somewhere else

This is about somewhere else...

And then they wrote me a notice to say that I had to appear before them forthwith or else a heavy fine would be placed on my head and spread about on the fake news that I was shirka and a teapot head to boot.

I had it in mind that I was born in this country and was free to live here, un-pestered, so long as I did no harm.

But after some thought on it, I tore up their contract that was eating me up and burnt it, and then went on my way to go somewhere else.

I made it to the state line of destiny, but they turned me back upon myself until I didn’t know anything anymore, and no, I can’t tell a lie.

Ah, what the hell; so I said: I will see you later when I come back from the dead with proof.

Many deaths later as the ego flies….

So anyway, while twisting with some snake juice in my hand I fell down through so many layers I began to think that maybe I was but some troglodyte gypsy on the run through the hollows of abandonment; but hey, what do I know…

I eventually arrived in somewhere else and cleaned myself up by cutting off my beard and changing my name again.

Image from Pixabay

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