April 1, 2007

Strolling down the path
Of uncertainty
Letting out the laugh
Of insanity

Wondering where else
Would self be led to
Whether the pulse
Is still there in you

Wondering whether
You are just a piece
On that board of leather
Being a life’s tease

Wandering the path down
All of life’s emotions
Set in a mixed frown
Side props in slow motion

In a trance you halt
Pausing the walk
Unwittingly by the asphalt
You notice a slight fork

Without thought
Without hesitation
Without time bought
At that intersection
A choice was made

Fork was passed


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