to walk the sides of the road
and they say it's time to sleep
turn off the lights and go to bed
I walk the roads instead
I'll leave you this
posted on a tenuous silver thread
another connection I don't understand
but there you are and here I go.
This is most of me leaving
out the door and to the corner
and I do not look back.
They whisper at the door
saying dear it is time
It is past time to turn out the light.
The signal is green
I am gone.
Turned past the light
into the shadow.
I will walk the sides of the road.
I am the least unknown.
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