Off-Track

Met him on the way to tomorrow,
pitched a tent on his front lawn,
both ignoring impermanence.

How is it the heart’s drumming
blots out the soundness of mind,
negates former promises to self?

The weather changed and with it
sentiments cooled, tempers heated,
a tempest ensued, she packed up

hitched a ride on a passing train
headed in the wrong direction,
her heart still a discordant drum.

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4 comments

  1. So sorry she moved in the wrong direction when she left. Maybe there will be adventure on the train. 🙂 I really enjoyed the phrase “both ignoring impermanence.” A good turn of phrase brings me great enjoyment.

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