on the road

like a carousel by AnElephantCant

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the morning sky still bears the smudge
of last night’s dark rain clouds
I am on the road before she wakes
to escape the lies and doubts

this is my favourite time of day
I feel the freedom of the dawn
the sun has not yet dried the grass
and I’m already moving on

by noon I’ve travelled many miles
the air is soft and warm
I look ahead with windswept eyes
to the next town the next storm

my life is like a carousel
painted swans and painted flowers
like a child I hope it never ends
I go round and round for hours

I have never had the ties that bind
I wander restless and unsettled
multi-hued memories left behind
scattered like autumn petals

the future holds uncertainty
wrapped in fears aging untamed
a lonely trap of sharp black teeth
lies in wait at journey’s end