Are we Frodo or are we Sam?
We’re been there and back and
find ourselves unfound
groundless
Stuck
in an unknown cog on a wheel we don’t know is turning.
Robert’s misread roads
rise to our feet yet
is the choice that simple? Is it that binary?
We are no longer binary.
We are not a yes or no, a black or white:
a party of two.
How can we choose?
we can’t
So we sit?
We sit. We wait. We emit and pray, ponder and vibrate.
We wait.
We wait.