Day 1355, moving forwards.
The clouds
are grey
and the hills
nearest
agree
~
soon
the sun will set
and only
the light
planted in the past
will guide
me
through the ever
greyer
Day 1329, a sign.
I have this
sign
that tells me
something
they say
but
I will hang it
on the wall
as
decoration
Day 1318, plastic.
Even a fake flower
will one day
be loved
for its purity
Day 1312, remembrance.
When we erect
with remembrance
colorful scaffolding
~
we can already see
the shape
of what we wish
Day 1309, hiding.
I leave
my unwanted
ill understood
mark
~
when I walk
away
from my hiding
space
your lot
Day 1308, and down.
Waiting in line
to go up
and down
Day 1306, flair.
We might change
with a flair
when we shed
our past
without shaking
Day 1302, into the.
I hang
on one
of three lines
into the
~
its a choice
based on
a
gamble
~
I can switch
but why?
Day 1299, joined.
There are
two roads
coming together
in me
~
my
past
and
a
past
~
my future depends
on how they are
joined
Day 1292, ceiling.
From here
I can see
from the inside
the ceiling
the limit
and
the sky
without
Day 1288, holes.
My road
to the world
and home
is poorly paved
~
I filled some holes
but they are hard to avoid
and soon
show their true depth
again
~
now
I descend in them
slowly
to spare my nerves
Day 1283, a road.
I see
the road
is straight
and well lit
but dark
~
it does not
scare me
but
I wont go
that way
~
I stay here
in the shadow
Day 1281, expands.
I am carried
by a thousand
extremities
through an endless
expanse
to nowhere
Day 1277, fallen.
I am fallen
all ready
but still
on
the run
Day 1276, a direction.
