Along the road 

Along this road we find ourselves atop,
the first step a mountain cresting the horizon,
serotonin streams and humility and pride
painted bright in white and yellow stripes,
will we overcome today’s glistening memories
and in their place question the unknown?
By definition each step is yet unmet,
but the route is more familiar than a dream,
more visceral than the pain of solitude,
each step a moment’s melody quickly lost,
separated from our shadows and tears
like too many doubts weighing us down;
I’ll know the end when it finally comes,
but I’m only really here for the ride.


About today’s poem:
After a three-day weekend with every waking moment spent together, I’m finding it hard to see more than one step ahead but even harder to want to.


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