Caution Tape

she walks.

the road falls away.


dark clouds loom


cracks, loose gravel, a detour sign


the secret world within is greater than the reality without

she observes, loosely, distracted

lost…in thought

in creation

in the energy of life

she meanders along

stopping only to touch

live wires

addicted to the shock

the waves of electricity

the current of her feelings

i wish

begins every sentence

wide eyed and dreaming

she walks.

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