Hallways : Iceberg

No matter where we go, we find These passageways from here to there; The holes, the corridors, the ways We travel through to find the fair Or foul that life might offer us. We sail to where the chances are We’ll go where we’ve not gone before: And risk, at times, our seeking lives To … Continue reading "Hallways : Iceberg"

Hallways : Red Arch

The red arch waits, and so I go It leads to that I do not know But yet, my steps go ever on: To where I’ll go From where I’ve gone

Hallways : Subway Station

I have but my footsteps for company, Echoing through the empty hallways; And yet, ever living inside of me, That stranger, who shadows me Always