to come home
and fail
try again
fail again
a body wonders
as does the mind
wander
where the heart is
each foot
falls
for the road
to swallow
traveled
without purpose
or resistance
an ancient surface
remembers
paved with diamonds
and the gold of fools
it buckles
beneath the waves
where angels
and the gods themselves
tread lightly
we’ve already tried
home
is never going to be
a place to hide
alone
until the parting sea
abides
as will the sorrow
m(-_-)m
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