You left me standing in the road
No where left to go
So I roamed,
I roamed
Clutching the remnants of my soul.
I left you quiet on the phone
No one to speak to for years after
So you moved on
Moved on,
Like usual
To experience a new heart exchange
Only to find yourself searching once again.
Through poetics, we attempt communication as
Symbols and metaphors bridge
Our imaginations
While never revealing the muse.
Carpe Diem believer no more,
For my reflections are caught in recurrence,
Whirling around and around.
The wind is fierce
So I fall down and crawl
Underneath the flying debris
In between the lines on each stanza I read.
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