(Hour 09) 06.30-07.30am. PROMPT, form: “ekphrasis”

lost track

i know there’ll be talk
among the brotherhood
lots of peppy upbeat talk
(cos that the sort of
eternally optimistic
perpetually irritating
numnuts they all are)
of roads going ever on
& journeys of a 1000 miles
— but all it means to me
is yet another road to nowhere
this time alongside a river
& some less than grand mountains
most likely taking me
ever further away from you
even though i long ago
lost track of where you are

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