Abandoned Tracks on Lasher Road
Hidden in the weeds, red rusted rails
Stretch through the summer woods like any track.
They draw me on around the bend past limits
Posted by authorities to find the
Elderberry trees and mullein plants as
Tall as me. Inner devae hold their
Power in waste spaces, tucked away from
Observation, roads, and traffic lights. I
Barely hear the highway and lie down on
Grassy spots with leaf green spirits. If I
Journey on this Unknown Trail across
Forgotten land, I’m taken out of mind on
Rusty rails of ill used thoughts to God and
Leave you all behind. I go ahead.
July 9, 2011 DL Abrams