Thursday, May 15, 2014


I felt the obscurity
granted by the fog
overtake me
and I was a ghost
gone from the world,
forlorn wanderer
outside life's infinite wonder,
          I crossed the bridge at
Shavers Fork(old WV-33) in eerie
silence, gurgle of Cheat River,
God's one and only sound,
I sat by the banks and prayed,
the day disappearing, night,
night, night, a car from the mist,
demon car of civilization! ushered
me back along with the grayed banks &
strange summer chills,
I was no longer able to hold on,

Later on, in my room
I listened for recognizable footsteps,
I watched the rain fall.

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