Categories > Original > Poetry > they'll never understand 'cause they were understood
the road
has a yellow diamond sign
to tell me
it's a dead end,
and I luagh
because that's all we ever were.
"stop staring,"
i say
to myself in my head.
but I can't.
down that road
is your house
and inside of your house
is you.
i want to move on,
i want to walk away,
but my feet stay planted,
standing and staring
under a full grown tree
in the heat of the afternoon.
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