...Just A Road Poem by JoAnn McGrath
...Just A Road
I hate every breath I take
on windy roads of conscious thought
Scattering what little belief I have left
to voluted emptiness
Time passes in obscured fragments
Clarity no longer happens
even in daylight
Let the night come
Let the dreams elucidate
Where conscious thought has no realm
and windy roads are just a road
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