Lying to us both you waited in traffic.
You said you’d you lie there for my return,
but I had already left. Will lost, while waiting
for fate, I dreamt while awake. Preserved through
memory– perpetuated until prophecies were fulfilled.
Searing red into a dividing white, waiting here for my return,
but you’ve brought me here. You surrendered as did I
when I joined this road unable to escape even in my
lucid existence. You return after surrender to all
that which have slipped through your grasp.
Out of reach, but still on the same circuit.
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