It's Midnight On the Erie Canal
It's midnight on the Erie Canal,
And I'm alone,
Going home,
Wood Creaks,
I seek,
Something,
To bring,
Peace,
Unrealistically black sky,
And it's quiet,
Too quiet,
No cliche' intended,
No sound to me is candid,
Upon this water,
As I mutter,
Words that reassure,
My destination has not found me,
And though my fear has not yet bound me,
My nerves are shot,
But fear is not,
An option yet for me,
I must stay strong,
It won't be long,
Uncertain though,
But all I know,
Is that it's midnight on the Erie Canal,
And I'm alone, going home.
Copyright © Matthew Chambers | Year Posted 2011
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