Back Roads And Lost Highways

What they thought were stars shining in your eyes
Were reflections of the city lights you’ve seen
The freckles on your skin weren’t scars
They were evidence of the same sun that’s followed you

The tall green blades of Amazon grass reflecting bright light
Footsteps hobbling on orange rays blanketing a cobblestone street
Underground caves still shine from ancient gladiators’ glow
Escaping the artificial beams trapped inside walls to familiar

The unknown is exhilarating when you have never faced it
Loneliness comforting when you choose it
Frightening strangers are actually friendly
Home lives outside a mortgage and a bed of yellow daisies

The ends of your lips stretch easily to the sides of your face
Embers cackle along to your jokes and tales that
Never end like roads weaving in and out of towns
The lifelines moving you forward to that next sunrise.
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