Will you?

Waiting for me
Wild without remorse
Abandoned sunshine
Here waiting patiently in the dark
I've come upon you like a fallen soldier
stranded in the misty trees.
Do you support me?
In no traditional sense.
What lies ahead is nothing short of a weary path.
I promise I'll make it through.
If only you will be waiting.

Only the lonely

You can let me off here.
I've got plenty of time.
The lights will go out soon.

Rendering them useless to those who aspire.

Unaware of the cold.
They have padded their insecurities in a warm coat of currency.
While I wait outside the store front.
Dangling in a suit of newsprint.
Pulling back. Revealing wide horizon.

Great hope trudging forward.

Aware of the cheese at the end of the maze.
Yet best to let it sit.
And when the snake is gone.

Blood remains.

To prove what has been done.

Amongst the smell of older days.
Across the line, are folk who take but one bite of the apple.

Then toss it to the street.
Refusing to be led by blind fools. Solitude.
Only the lonely know my woes.