2005/07 Obstacle To Where? Poem by Kiracakes09 ...

tears trickle down
into the creases of this yellow brick road
it elongates with each twist and turn
the bells at the end which were once in full view
are now small gleaming objects on the ground
I try to adjust my glasses
because through that hole in your chest
I can see the fire winding down
and your eyes glancing at a different road
going a different way
while I'm on the back burner
mentally turned out

(7-14-05)