It was midnight
the moon sailed through the clouds

Winds howled
so did the wolf

The insects trilled
while in the distance machines drilled

Roadways to resurrect in the dead of the night

Snow covered land, white
no sign of the Sun

Do not follow the shadows
they can mislead

Puzzled and incomplete

Mystery of the truth

In pictures framed

Feigning reentry
from places I’ve wandered
Destiny challenged
the status-quo damns

Feigning reentry
from freedom unhindered
Life but a journey
its trappings to ban

Feigning reentry
its price was my freedom
The given agenda
new death to the dream

Feigning reentry
refusal my mantra
Staying in transit
—new rivers unstreamed

(The New Room: March, 2023)