Forsaken Ambivalence


Can the road ahead provide…

What the path of stones, behind…

Could not?

A state of grace.

Both passages…

Deep as a river of resolve.

Textured lines drawn into a state of saving face.


Far from this, maddening crowd.

Fields of crisp yellow and green, grains.

Placed there to…

Forsake my ambivalence.

And,the long ago,


In which to lay down on an earthen bed.

To remain, vacant and discontent.

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