Left Field


I kept going further, further…into the thick of things…

and, coming out in left field

how conscience I had been of the secular world?

left 1I had only been so…

by pulling the earthen bed closer to me

with musky acceptance….less and less became concealed

I could walk the same trail repeatedly

head down, broken branches abound, wild things all around

but yet, I linger, deeper and deeper into the woods…coming out in left field

to my right…crowded, madness…

distant voices…have loss their appeal

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