Andy Tran
I set into the clouded shores Where the waves overstep my laggy pace. Each one different from the rest Each one thrown into my hidden trace. To the left is the open sea, Where no man wishes to call a home. But like the tides, I know my way is forward I just have to find it. Ahead of me is a shrouded figure Eluding in and out of the morning fog Thus interweaved within my sight. I tread and follow, but cannot see their footprint. Their presences keeps me wanting to move, Etching their warmth into my memory. Born again as part of the seaside. Our travel stops abrupt to a stone wall Where someone else has marked their place. Is this what they were looking for? It has to be. And our moment makes it so. I'm not bothered, but is it wrong? To feel alone as you are away? Are you also in this loneliness? The sun is rising. Its heat combines with the salt-filled air, Letting go of everything forgotten. I thought about what you said And I’ve been thinking.
step into the streetlights where the darkness lays and the forest leaves never fall think of what this used to be of what this day could hide that the city can never change.