Dark road. My eyes drawn in… By white blooms instead.
Hike. Along same trail… Yet, new road.
Walk. The same road… New experience.
Winding. Along this road… My mind.
Same road. And same town… Yet I go elsewhere.
Meander. The same road… New directions.
Years later. On same road… Different feeling.
Dark Road. Middle of it… Pair of socks.
Rain. In it’s middle… Wiper frenzy
Lone. My trip… Same road.
Same road. I find enchantment… In the old.
Middle of road. Nursing quietly… 7 new puppies.
Same road. 20 years later… More trash
Same road. 20 years later… More crap
Silence. Road… More snow.
Space. Roadside… Homeless’ home
Gentle roll… Across empty road …Maple leaf crisp
Freed… Of Pan-americana …Quiet of room
Quite walk In evening chill… Same road
crossing roads… i find more of camden madness
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