Billboards#
the world is tinged with sweet regret
as billboards flash their pixel paint.
what time remains sustained is froze
in photographs above the roads.
these faces once acquainted race
by windows, smeared as though i dream.
from point diverged our common lines,
to track our ways and write our lives.
ensuing years then ripped apart
the ribbons left by broken hearts.
i find you here, in signs that pass;
we intersect our threads at last.
the highway wends away in bends
towards ends i pray that meet again.
0ctober 2025
Date |
Publication |
Status |
|---|---|---|
November 2, 2025 |
Merion West |
Pending |