Detour

Road construction ahead. Another pending relationship. 

Potentially harmless. 

A fly stuck to the windshield. Its smashed body meaning as much as the life it once had. 

Just past the corpse the sign comes into view: "Detour" The break up begins. No apologies, no explanations. Just maybe the wind.. 

It passes, taking no sides. Beyond the sign is a graveyard, holding silence. Holding the hands on a clock. Holding back all but that wind.

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[williamisles]

As you shall know, I'm not rating these, rather enjoying them. So as my sister would say; "have fun storming on my castle." There is a mirror in the center of them. Was the wheel on the left or on the right? So where were they from? And where were they headed? Hands on the wheel now, 10 & 2 on the Left, and 2 & 10 on the Right. Or was it the other way around? There was a breakup of pathways; the wind of their voices had been blowing 2 & 10. (Genesis 2:10) Now past the corpse, as a Detour was taken from pastimes on four. (Isaiah 7:18) (Exodus 10:12, 14:21) To pray they split their separate ways, taking no sides, Righting what's Left and remaining centered. (Revelation 10:2) Stability.