By: James Dubeau
I walk alone
Along a dusty path
Headed toward the horizon
The desert
Then the sea
And the edge of forever
A land I do not know
A future unsure
She doesn’t know
She doesn’t care
My words go unheard
My gestures unseen
Just as the emerging stars
Twinkling above
Cannot comprehend
My screams
Does it even matter?
Anymore?
Did it ever?
Once before?
But I cannot turn away
Lock her out of my mind
No matter how hard I try
That is how it goes
So I must continue on
With an outstretched hand
Waiting
Wanting
To be filled
By another’s
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