Wednesday, October 18, 2017

when you reach the end of the bridge


the light can blind you
there aren't any
roads less traveled
because there aren't any roads
it's just you
and that undefined light
mind you
i'm not suggesting
this is the hereafter
we're mortals
and all we can come up with
are questions not answers

so far
the sun never takes a holiday
the wind will still hit you broadside
and i do hear the creek speaking

that's enough

--- e b bortz

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