we took the road. we let it take us. as travellers tend to do. charmed by circumstance. seduced by surrender.
the narrow paths reveal her. in stumbles of voice and shivers of touch. she's a piece. lost from its puzzle. she's a knot slowly coming undone.
the truth all doorways. the future in staircases. she named the shadows. that were almost tame. restless equations with bones in their creases.
the numbers confessed. impatient soldiers in a tepid revolution. she embraced the walls. tomorrow's impotent poison testing her fading politics.
the road went deaf. she kept listening