Nov 062011
flash grunt wish
away
mist blind
losing
paths broken foil
cluttered
justice gong
away
twice in the evening stars
misted about the night
twisted inside and out
over the highway
down the dirt
and into an object
so far
away
kaleidoscope memories
lost
hardly anything else
left
carry on
over
down the forgotten
roads
thrice in the morning
with the sun low in the east
passing up and down
into the haze
forging paths
forgotten by
everyone
jigsaw crossings
blocked
by boulders of debris
making way
forward into the muck
going on
away