Verse Archive
The Creased Map
I don't know exactly how
but the pieces fit just right,
like they were meant to.
Things are winding down,
but the pace is what worries me.
But the path unfolds itself
as a brand new map
with creases ever so tight and sharp.
And I will follow where they lead me,
destination unknown
(as it is for most of us).
But my desire
is to always have the pieces
fit together.