guide me through darkness.
Thoughts formulate, collide
like meteors into heavenly bodies,
taking new form as others
are destroyed entirely.
Streetlights do not overwhelm,
they illuminate far enough to see
possibilities, leaving choice to me.
What streets must I wander
to find the places I wish to go?
Sunday, July 20, 2014
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