Thursday, February 4, 2016

River

Two roads are easy
But I can't see them. 
There's no truth
Among the fire

Clarity scattered
Shuffled by a master
I don't remember the order. 
And I'm left
Playing 52 card mix up

A different place
A better time. 
Our names are etched in bark. 
Now only yours
Hastily scratched  into
Bedposts and hearts. 
On your trail leading right through mine. 

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