I'm walking out of stride.
Stumbling over landmarks
suddenly unfamiliar from your perspective,
following faultlines that I thought
were my road home.
I'm lost.
I wander around a city of delusions,
bad directions,
difficult choices that,
once I make them,
will affect a world I can't see
when I'm stuck in yours -
I never
asked you to draw my map.
I only thought
we could walk a ways together.
~December 14, 2008
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