On the road

They wash over you
Situations, scenes and voices
Like a forgotten melody
From a pale childhood day.

While eyes meet lush terrain,
Gulping the horizon’s vows,
Moments start to knit as one.
Inside stirs a jaded heart.

In the hum of another crowded halt
Coated in distractions, you roam
Till you lose the feeling of being lost.
A ragged suitcase rests by the road’s edge, left alone.

155Jelena

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