Degrees of reckoning

The journey are the steps we take

not as two feet walking

but traversing a dreamlike state

random gestures thoughtless talking,

Oh dear soul where have I gone

the valleys are empty soil

the darkness sits in waiting

to slither from its coil,

my steps unearthly wanting

moving to a higher ground

past the cries for me myself

beyond the brashy crowd.

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