Voices down
the alley
Voices behind
the ears I had
A second
thought
And then silence
pervaded
Not from
behind my ears
But down
the alley
That I once
took lonely walks on
Memories of
the man I was
Clash with
the man I am
I’m torn
between then and now
The middle
path is only a temporal thought
I’m the
thorn between the paws of the beast
And the
earth that gave me comfort…
I didn’t intend
to be the reason why
The beast
bled
And destroyed
the tender plumules
That greened
the dusty bare earth.
A thousand
more reasons
Why the
tree must shed off leaves
And the
one reason why
A well
pruned tree grows well
Gaze set
on the horizon;
The nothingness
of today
And the
false hope that
A tomorrow
here might be better…
Bump…
Up and
down
Like the
head of the domestic lizard.
Thoughts of
when
I helplessly
watched lizards
Murdered by
my sadistic elementary school mates
But her
smile evades my thoughts,
Then the
shy look in her eyes.
The clouds
boast of beauty too
Though
our eyes only reach the horizon
Back and
forth
Like a
tennis ball
Who we
are today
And who
we might be tomorrow
Are two
different images
In the
same frame…
I’ve no
better words
Or no
more thoughts
Than the
one that reads
These words
that I wrote
While journeying
to the highest peak…
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