DON'T BLINK

Everyone talks about

the road,

the path,

the river,

and the

journey,

as though it is a thing,

whole and complete.

They are wrong...

from John Bunyan,

Chaucer, and Mark Twain,

all the way to

Kerouac or Tolkien.

It’s not the road, it’s the

surprise around the bend,

it's that sound from those

shadows under the trees

and it's her siren voice

you can never unhear.

Red lips on an ivory 

face make me drift with 

the wind, eyes searching, 

closed to hear the memory 

of her song. 

I've walked until my legs

rebel, my feet bloody, the 

alternate universe in every 

drop of water does nothing

to quench my thirst.

I've passed as a ghost

through this sparkling

infinity like Macbeth

there at the last.

Macduff!

Macduff?

Reviews

[Lorry]

Agreed, and love the title too. We are so used to looking for meaning in our lives, that we barely even notice the time ticking ever onwards and missing quite a fair chunk of "the path" by contemplating what it all means.
Life is our own personalised journey, full of myriad mistakes and we all just plod on pretending those mistakes didn't happen and hoping no one was watching when we made them. Then we just erase the evidence and barely give them another thought, when we should, but don't learn from them.
Life is just a row of mistakes waiting to happen, and those mistakes are an opportunity to learn some more about ourselves, or ignore and carry on oblivious.
Some people ponder these things and maybe they do learn, but I for one will carry on regardless, hoping that thing around the next corner isn't going to flatten and squish me like roadkill, or eat me or beat me to death for my watch.
So on summation, life is f*****g weird! 😊