stop signs, green lights.

stop signs, green lights.

A Poem by dukovan

Slipping through the cracks of my teeth,

I reach for a better life

Alone in the valley,

in the midst of a flood


Misty my eyes;

diluted my blood.

 

I.Vs and rain drops for the crash.

A sharp turn,

and broken glass.

 

Tired eyes and s****y breaks.

I've been here before,

so I know where I'm going,

until I'm wrong.

 

Then theres a fork,

an exponential retort

from everything but the truth.

 

So stop and go,

until you can't go

anymore.

 

 

© 2012 dukovan


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dukovan

Oconomowoc, WI



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