Ouroboros

Down the line It's getting dark Hard to tell where asphalt ends and I begin. I am the road. weaving, serpentine, into velvet darkness. slave to the wheel Brought to twist and turn As the asphalt coils pulled into to the places that frighten me I will lose myself soon inevitable That I chase the scales On the road ahead The asphalt Dragon will annihilate in little deaths But at the end of the road Eyes closed , cradled Are Eyes wide open. I can see The perpetual road is unabated Miles for miles Again and again. My road, my dragon The beginning is the end, and the end a beginning