Day 251: The Road to Perdition
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is the road to perdition so sweetly lined
i’d delight in the roses en route to demise?
why so cobbled are these stones?
i thought i rode the road to home…
but alas, i learn,
it is a lazy traveler that trusts the path
and does not keep his staff
nor align his compass to the stars
and his hour to the sun.
for all these lights
were meant to guide us.
they migrate courses deep inside us.
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o, look up and off this pebbled trail,
it pocks and sores our eyes in,
it endless clocks, without horizon.
look up and see
trajectory
and where our steps are leading
for the time we have to travel
is nothing,
if not fleeting.
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