Words are actions
Each one follows on
Leading from
And leading to
Giving substance
To these thoughts
Of me and you
Everyone a bridge
Straddling time
Jaded moments that could be
And the persistent possibility
That lies behind my eyes
Dispersed throughout a scene
Of an illusory memory
Stretching out before me
My footprints in places
Where I have never been
And behind me
A vaguely familiar
Windswept landscape
Constant and shifting
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