clover.poe

Who knows who we'll become

Cactus

I see a shadow in the distance
Engine I can barely hear it hum
Running from the path of least resistance
Who knows who we'll become

Yours is a story I can fathom
Summoning the courage with your thumb
Show me what it means to cross a chasm
Who knows who we'll become

The heart is like a Siren in the window
Fallen angels beckon me to come
No one ever knows where I have been though
Who knows who we'll become

By J.T. Woodhouse
(original post)

#2025 #issue no.1 #poetry