The Road

The road is long——

The road is straight——

The road is crooked and cracked and narrow——

I say the road is hard——

Covered with nails and glass

Sustenance long lost

To hungry coyotes

Who sleep with the white goddess

In her cabin by yesterday’s forest

She does not know the roads——

She does not know the pathways——

She has no need for such adventure

Or the infinite time of dead stars

No gross struggle searching

For answers to cosmic questions

Our universe hides in dark matter

Incomprehensible to those

Lost on desolate desert highways

 

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