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my phone flashed a while back

it was a text from a well meaning well wishing someone
a few hundred miles away that wished me a good night
and i am sure of my fellow men at this hour:

in their reinforced jungles and graveyard shifts
on red signals taking U turns on roads ending in dead ends
in open food courts staring into infomercials
popping sugarfree holding ergonomic
handling deals planning trips

are just with me on this

not to forget all the
gangsters rocksters hipsters blisters
hangman packman jackass and whatnots
fiends poets gurus life coaches fighters whiners
bullies victims case studies and dead ole' buddies
also mr stantons and mrs cassels in neon flashes
high priests high fliers high rollers
addicts derelicts loners lovers
dreamers zombies slaves
nutjobs crackheads
werewolves travelers
film buffs thieves
the homeless and
the homely and
the rulers and
the ruled and
the pawns
the pawned

and everyone else elsewhere
dead dying kicking stomping alive
asleep sobbing singing living

wish you all the same
despite just everything
be well travel well
live some get some and
then win some run some
till you stop full
.