As the lonely cars disappear into the whispering fog
I am left alone with my thoughts

I cascade over indecision like a cataract
Listening to a chorus on the rocks

Sporadic, mindful of the jealous skeleton trees
Who inch toward my path of destruction
Wishing for a taste of fulfillment

Undaunted, I forge ahead
Rushing, gushing, crashing
Breaking my form to continue the journey
Arguing, editing, eroding

Finally deciding what path to take,
I mellow out and drift into
Calm waters