dear traveller
dear traveller,
where will you go
when it gets dark?
heavy hand
over heavy heart.
timing your steps
with lightning strikes
so no one sees
the hesitance,
you said, "redemption
comes only
to those who repent."
dear traveller,
there you are.
i see you
tucking yourself
into yourself
like you are folding sheets.
like you'll take up
less space
in the cupboard
that way, making
molehills
out of mountains.
dear traveller,
there is too much
that you
are afraid of.
is it easier
to pretend that greed
does not graze
your skin?
time is short-tempered,
time won't wait
for you to pick a hill
to die on.