Untitled and unfinished

Thoughts, memories, and sounds that all seemed to come together into a coherent list of words over the span of a few minutes. Very unusual for me these days.

Rock and roll
Jammed up my ears
Takes me where I belong
Where I've not been in far too long
Somewhere
Between the sacred silence and sleep
On a road
On the road
My home on my back
Some cops on my ass
Disorder
Disorder
DISORDER!
Energy to rise
And walk with dead legs
Even my handwriting looks alive

Everything
Everything
Everything
Everything
In its right place
New Hampshire
Exactly where it's supposed to be...

The End

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