September 2009
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Different Route
I saw a different man today,
I realized it was a different route,
I turned to check my directions per say
and I realized my bearings were in doubt.
He didn’t speak or gestured,
he only stood ahead, his back facing the path,
his gaze towards me.
I couldn’t understand it.
The difference made me awkward.
He was creeping me out.
But with my bearings in doubt, the alternative...