the light at the other end of the tunnel is blinding
so much easier to go back the way I came
walking toward the unknown
vision impaired
but it feels so natural,
so right
how can I look away
from such a beautiful light
how can I stray
luring me in with her warmth
a chill on my back
I glance over my shoulder
so many layers to be shed
should I forge ahead
and still,
ectotherm.
3/2/14
shari renee
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