on broken ground
so simple a dream
if
to be just a little bit
free
within a thought
upon a step
dark reasons
break against
the turn of seasons
between light and dark
a moment exists
sweet rain cleans your soul
within a long summer day
shoes worn on a lost highway
shelter of concrete and steel
a young girl’s fingers
warm
and gone
on a broken highway
a sign reads
“no exit”
and a song plays on
when tomorrow questions
are whispers of today.

- jude