Displaced no more

 I've found a place. Its a secret. And I ark my car on the side of the road..walk along the road for a bit and then a trail goes under a bridge and theres this huge pipe running under the bridge and I climb up on it and just sit there..I was transfixed by the rythm of the cars going over the bridge and making noises. Then the whole pipe shakes. I think the insecurity of the structure makes me feel secure. and it was starting to rain really hard and I was dry but I was watching the raindrops hit te river underneth me and float away. I'll go back there before gymnastics..although there is heaps of tagging and I think people do drugs and sex under there. I dont know how someone could have sex on that pipe..anyway I dont care if its other peoples place. the point is, that I have found a place.I just wish this low would leave me along though. oh, and the glue.