Some thoughts swing like they're
a hinge on
the door of your mind
back and forth
and
back and forth;
Swollen.
Eventually the pressure
fades
People change
dreams shatter
and we go
our separate ways.
You start to
meet people at 4 way
stop signs
Like today,
I met this girl
she was coming from
the right
turning my way;
left,
but I was
also
turning left
,
going
that
way
instead.

Sometimes you
just know
which way your
turn signal
points
for a reason.