The trail went over the bridge and they had to pay a toll
to get over it. Once on the river, there was no way
to get lost. He walked right up to the edge
just like the B.L.M. bosses. I hung back
because of my Crocs and how flimsy they are
on the undersides, their soles, I mean
without trying to be trendy but impossibly so
looking back, I could've used more syllables.
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