The return ~
It was a trackless railway
In the woods
A bit misunderstood
Stripped
Abandoned
And secluded
It was illusionious
In its imprints
Its indentations
Of footsteps
Intersecting
In sections
In phantoms
Passed
In half
Steps
And in glints of stimuli
I widened my eyes
In my
Accension
From feeble mindedness
Suspended
In rhymes
In rows
In times
And in places
But this one time
It was just different
As I
Blindly
Signed the sky
In denial
Of the price
And paid nothing
~
Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 12:53 AM UTC
The return ~
It was a trackless railway
In the woods
A bit misunderstood
Stripped
Abandoned
And secluded
It was illusionious
In its imprints
Its indentations
Of footsteps
Intersecting
In sections
In phantoms
Passed
In half
Steps
And in glints of stimuli
I widened my eyes
In my
Accension
From feeble mindedness
Suspended
In rhymes
In rows
In times
And in places
But this one time
It was just different
As I
Blindly
Signed the sky
In denial
Of the price
And paid nothing
~
