As destiny bitterly awaits
I sit by thecurb and watch other fates
Unfolding, just before my very eyes
It’s like the sky follows so low
And the wind blows so bitterly cold
Then having done so untold
To have misgivings when it rains
When others follow the stray light
I remain seated, growing is the blight and bane

By the road of Babylon I move on
To the supermarket in distance
I walk pass the brown lawn
Until the sun’s dawn
And the 3 fawn that gathers so close to me
They fade back into woods
I hear one say
“Why’s the man so lonely?”
I don’t respond as I see they are gone
Gone like the girl who left from this island
To a smaller island
So far away, but I can see her
Through the thick winter’s fog
Through the clear Caribbean sea of salt
Through all of it, even though it’s my fault

*I just need another moment by thecurb