The Path Poem by Zyw Zywa

The Path



It is dark
a wall at the left side
the ditch at the right
and far away
I hear mopeds looming up
at the end of the path
catching me
in their light
the sound becomes loud

my pounding heart presses itself
close against the wall
a minute and it will be over

They stop

Monday, March 22, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: fear
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1973, Delft; Collection 'Life line'
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