Escape routine
Carve new karmic roads
Pave creatively
Destinations determine the damage waged

Sun deserves your attention
Before night fall, if possible
She gave you birth before soil did
Pray she shines on you nightly

Where’s your getaway vehicle?
Stalled in the alley round back?
You better run fast, bank lost grands
And there’s no forgiveness in finance

Escape the mundane
Fuck the status quo

Go where none of your personalities
Have ventured explore

The urgency may be loud and frightening
The routine will always kill silently

Pick your poison

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Jason Brain