The Road Part Taken

poem

Lost am I in swirls of gray
To sink in times, and
Wash away
The times of pain
Am I insane
Is this ingrained
With climbs I’ve made
And lessons learned
The new day dawn
Once over the falls
And back again
It grates and gnaws
I know the score
The new day poor
The scrapes and flaws
The road part taken
Like Tim Hardin
Petite detours
And routes mistaken
God forsaken
And mystic hues
The times I choose
“Heads”, fuck, you lose
But…