I can't turn left

I can’t turn left
…. I mourn your perfection of the ring, out of sight
…..Have formed the garden path of loving you
…. Hear the echo, echo, echo of my footsteps, squandered
…. The book of my enemy has been remaindered
…. My back pages turn mid sentence.
…. Hear the silence of the playground chalkers
…. Don’t feed the pavement talkers
…. Don’t forget to pull your daytime weeds
…. Keeping up appearances
…. Bending, mending different hats
…. Striving for just a trace of an honest face.
…. Keep right on through the music from beneath a farther room
…. I see dying voices stand in the pale afternoon
…. The lonesome highway is crooked and suffering is right
…. If you fall I will wait with you
…. If you turn back I will follow who you used to be
I can’t turn left

I can't turn left

hudson

Kingston Heights, New Zealand

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