Nerves exposed

What words to speak
when split path future sits in
muddle by the roadside
abstracted away in pictures
In others melodies, others lyrics
lost but found
what should I do but all that I’ve promised
Nothing
Nothing but the hollow echo
Of times passage
And the deft grasp
Of our souls
Entwined

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