Gone Away
Gone away—I headlong set it free— Indeed it was already leaving me Behind. And though anticipation warned That all would change; and though I mourned Prospectively; whatever conscience loudly Lobbied for retention just as proudly Packed its bags and fled— And I remained: Bewildered, knowing other shoulder voices Have misled my mind before toward foolish choices: Some through fear; and some through proper fears Abandoned. Bobbing buoy through the years, I’ve learned to doubt my inner ears… Yet no... Sign in to see full entry.