Turn Back, Let Go

Turn Back, Let Go


Found a fork,
here

country road or city street
in life-

An age when the dawn
is climbing up my back

Pills spur on a
sleeplessness,

4am is a dark,
place

races past photographs
memories

past utters
moanful

tension of back aches
pain in and out

When the turn is spoken, I shall live on.








This is an exercise in decision making. © 6 minutes ago, Denise A White    hope • pain • sad