26 august

not for the first time today i'm thinking of turning around i was wrong it was east not west it was stay not go it was thanks but no thanks / hurrying into empty from full / rolling down the hill to find rocks to see boxes of someone else's yesterdays where i meant to find tomorrow / miles to go before a turn but exits are earned before it's sleep / deep-seated bends and knees that wobble with disappointment / looking to breathe the song the mountain the colors of another silent shore / waiting for the chance and tripping at the door as the cards all come unshuffled and the hand must be re-dealt