Written by: Benjamin Beauchman
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The Poison.
Freedom costs me nothing
Only expense I pay
Is the ink spilled
Falling from my thoughts
Onto this page
Channeled through my blood
Pages that thirst for my torture
Food for thought
Feeding these pages
Poison of my head
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About Benjamin
Ultra-running, rock climber, backpacking guide, professional bump skier, truck living, hippie. Some words that could be used to describe me, however I prefer the term Dirtbag. I am an aspiring writer and professional backpacking guide who started the Dirtbag Nomad to share more about my lifestyle and the challenges of working towards a life filled with passionate pursuits
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5 responses to “The Poison: a poem from my collection”
Hey man, would you be willing to email me? I understand if not, I just really wanted to talk to you and possibly get some advice.
My email is Kennethvarda@gmail.com
I don’t use Instagram, but I can ge on there if you’d be okay with us chatting and would prefer there. No pressure of course and I won’t ask you again if it’s a no. Thank you for your time.
Sure! You can shoot me an email anytime. Just follow the link on my website to contact me and send your message there 🙂
Cool thank you👊 I work 3rd shift so I’m usually in bed by 12 pm central time but I’ll send you an email when I’m off work this morning.
Brilliantly written ❤️
Thank you so much!