country driveways (2)

join me where the mob can't follow 
join me where the leads go cold 
be a swallow out of season 
deeds of silver tinged with gold 

practice what becomes your passion 
fashion yourself high or low  
love is all that march requires 
tires crunching in the snow

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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