Driven

raindrops on flesh, tears unshed
rolling thunder, stifled screams
lightning, the kiss of pain

guided by Unknown
regret? misery? loneliness?
can’t see through the gray

I remember the Road,
but the Road has forgotten me
my tracks replaced by others

the Fork

to the right, the place I loved
if only for a little while
my feet knew it well

to the left, an empty field
hides nothing, holds nothing, hinders nothing
my feet know it well

long for the right
watch it over my shoulder
as I walk down the left