Godspeed

A burning itch plagues
eyes
it tugs at concentration
creating dual images of
letters floating
transforming
betraying
a visionary's glimpse
of the straight road

a highway painted
double lines merge
to one yellow hot
streak of
direction removed from
that landmark
sought to ensure
a discovery of safe passage
for them all
it remains undiscovered

Never arriving
they cannot turn
and
go home
the path
is straight
...and narrow

Forgetting

When will midnight clarity
remain whole with the dawn
a vision of movement
of the right words to say
dreams to remember
plans to pursue

Can I open the veil
of shadow?

transparent darkness
closed off
with blinking lids
it falls into place
with wrinkled finality