Separate Ways, Separate Roads, No More Hello’s
A Poem

If you close your eyes slightly and view through the lashes
The tears become trapped
and seem to vanish
Don't exit this stage
don't you dare wander away
hold back those hopes
tame the horses
which drag you
Thinking of you
uneasy stomach
damp perspiration
vertigo added upon for old-times sake
That's how my heart is being eaten
when you speak
when you ponder voyages and journeys
for changing's sake
Must I post Dead End signs on the routes you choose?
Yearn for a change of heart or a discouraged return?
Or shall I burn all the bridges you must cross?
Hope you won't be tempted to wade in strange waters?
Shall I grow the cornfields tall so you cannot see far away?
Cut down the redwoods and stack them in jigsaw rows?
Should I tempt the Sun to oversleep with pills from poppy fields?
Coax your moonlit nights to head east for the winter
Shall I break the arrows that point away from here with my own hand?
Spin you around forever until you fall where I want you to stand
Shall I scream farewell and hope you feel guilty?
Pull out my hair, play a mind game, look at you acutely
Or should I close my eyes slightly
and watch you exit my life through my lashes
Hoping the tears become trapped
Or seem to vanish
About the Creator
Christopher Dubbs
Writer
Currently publishing the first half of my fiction novel via X, one week at a time.
If you found "Guardians and Angels" somehow, and enjoy it, please let me know your feedback and feel free to ask questions as the tale unfolds



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