The roads we travel

Always on the road, but never there.
All these mileposts just questions argued thinly in the dissipating traces turn by turn I leave behind, the graceful change of fog and mist a fading constellation, and the chances passing faithfully like waypoints in the mirror, so I watch them drawn and distant. Always just an instant for the raindrops wiped away in view seeing round a corner where the outcome’s always blind.

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