roads-13.09.10

*artwork- “confusion” by roswita szyszka via  dart.fine-art.co

while  married to roads, of microscopic (barely) homeland, i’ve been around and across. same scenery all over. relentless skies. brown growth. sea is on my left. hopelessness- on right. forever with my eyes closed i am to hear someone else’s music, and feel a stranger’s elbow and smell a piercing sweat. and now, again i’m lost? these ways are alien. i am at the crossroads, same ruthless sky and rusty growth. still. location is unclear. you drive. your hand rests on my knee together. we are so lost together these roads divide and split, so threatening, and we we are bemused again. you don’t know what to say and my words die inside so i keep silent.