Novel

I have lived an unprecedented life.
True, I also had all the standard strife.

But in each life the novel must occur.
Sensation & thought in original blur.

Shaped by a phrase as much as broken bone.
Flushed with blood screaming, “don’t leave me alone.”

Cold sweats fall again & it’s, “Take me home.”
Then, are the days of my walkabout roam.

Each path walked, stage danced & age lived made me.
Most that I wanted, somehow, came to be.