It’s December so time for my Advent calendar and this year I thought I’d take a wander through the alphabet starting with A, and yes anyroad is a word, well it makes an appearance in my dictionary
On this path to Nowhere, out of this darkness
Into the deeper shadows of the future.
Shocked by what I’ve lost. Forgot until this moment
What should have remained buried and abandoned
On my escape route from my crimes.
Instead it exists as the only landmark
In this morass. The scar upon the corpse;
The tell-tale smoking gun;
The reminder of what I’ve done
And why my past can’t sleep soundly
In its grave.
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