Where Bridge Ends
It’s curved arc
Speaks to me and remarks
Of twilight journeys lost and regained
Connecting intersections of choices, flesh- drained
From whispers by harlots and saints peeling my vein.
As rubber skids along twisted bends
I pledge to make amends,
Where bridge ends
Carly Lalion
For nette onclaud's Trois Par Huit
13 May 2014
Copyright © Carly Lalion | Year Posted 2014
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