Incoherence

Dark road, bright lights
The lines that mark the road divider slowly getting blurred
Eventually they merge

Nuance lost
The little faith in detail vanishing every second

I did,
I did want to walk
To explore the little details
Every ripple and every stone
To look at paw prints
To gaze at diminishing light


I wanted to walk...
But you aren't here...
and I've stood up to walk the other way.
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poking stick said…
oh dear.. sounds very tragic and possible non-literal depth?

mm. i'd say.. don't walk away on adventures, even if you'd have to do it on a solitary path.
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