in Toktumeh
I learned the language of the street
over there, a cobble said
this way, a curbstone said
follow me, the gravel said
she went that way, a manhole said
later the pavement told me
you were gone—out of the city
where to?
Ask the road! the gutter exclaimed
I gave to it the rose I had chosen for you
::: ::: :::
[Picture: In Toktumeh by reading_is_dangerous]
I learned the language of the street
over there, a cobble said
this way, a curbstone said
follow me, the gravel said
she went that way, a manhole said
later the pavement told me
you were gone—out of the city
where to?
Ask the road! the gutter exclaimed
I gave to it the rose I had chosen for you
::: ::: :::
[Picture: In Toktumeh by reading_is_dangerous]
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if you listen to roads
ReplyDeleteyou have to be patient
cause roads made of stones
won’t tell you anything if you hurry up
it's just human feet who always want to run
so I ask to yours and mine
how could we hope to be found
if we're always moving away ?