The Hinterlands

And I watch the shop quietly

From the bushes across the road

On the last day before I go to the hinterlands

She won’t know the difference

But I will wonder how long her ponytail has got

As I walk near lonely wolves

Watching me through the eyes of their wilderness

Now I see her dimly through the leaves

Or perhaps it isn’t her

It doesn’t really matter

It could be

Tomorrow I go to the hinterlands

Reviews

[Nisreen]

There is so much mystery in this piece
I love your reference to her ponytail
I feel like she is meant to lead you somewhere you wish to be