Lonely

Incomplete and alone
No superstitions that work
Grandma’s morals decades old
Darkness haunts me

Alone in my car
Sunroof wind and sun
Black wing-tip gulls
Circling dozens up high

Floating in the universe
On the blue sky
Tectonic mountain front
Home at last

Such a lucky boy
In love with earth
Never lonely
Never alone

Home at last

© 2015 Martin H Wilde

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