Out of the post blue
I am shotgun
At your side
Recurrently
We are forever entangled
Though we never speak
Of the oath we once took
It just is
A constant companion
In the back seat
It is no longer armed
But we still allow it
To hijack us
Across the uneven
Ground we go
For days at a time
Far from other souls
This is dry land
There is no nourishment
Here
But we come anyway
And then we go
Until the next time
I am shotgun
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