25 October 2007

Last Place You Knew, the

Running the wrong way on a one-way
street, seeing signs saying slow down
in mirrors that shouldn’t be, blinded
by lights screaming out of the future.

Closing eyes that refuse to remember,
denying a mind’s-view which lies dead
ahead in yesterday’s truth. Lurching on
in an autonomous momentum, lost two

turns short of the last place you knew.
© 21 October 2007, I. D. Carswell