Poetry

Following Blind

Over
Under
I preferred
a lateral path
A scavenging crab
but the alleys
were thick with
abandoned flowers
I lacked the courage
to face begging for
light or a drop of rain
beneath the steel skies
I helped to create
so I went
straight
through
safe
in the
center
of the
blind
masses

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