Afternoon At Where It Leads To You
by M.A. Martin
I got lost and somehow, I got found
driving in an overcast morning in the pouring rain
saw myself standing - on soaked ground
wishing I can hold this pain
Eighteen steps to the fenced off door
Twenty two acts before I'm rid of it all.
Bereft.I walk away, my back to you and forever more
the beat a fading echo. As I have left,
my heart, my soul, my dreams complete.
On the curb that leads to your street.
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