FOOTPRINTS

 

I walked in search of myself, upon scorched grounds on fragmented nights.

I flirted with distance. I chased away the light.

I peaked into a void where meaning had been swallowed.

I fell in love with desperation and slept in dank hollows.

I walked toward the distance, at the night’s behest.

A painful morning light revealed the wolf undressed.

Sadly. I walked away.

 

Damning words echoed in the wind. I thought I heard the truth call.

I walked among the ruins where heavens burn and angels fall.

I drank snake oil, a lubricant for my rage.

I wandered thru the loathing of years and yearnings of age.

I walked in fragmented time toward tables serving famine.

I went in search of a self, a duality within.

Sadly. I walked away.