Tis a fractured tale none the less
With spiralling pathways, jutting in view across smothered sunsets
A peeble intow, A tile loosened through foot fall
Creases shimmering waves of mortar, sprinkling crumbs like angel dust
Lost without guidance, let loose on a vapourous mirage
Teasing awareness out of a stationary figure, Rendered belligerent by the horizon

Once begun, down a series of overlapping choices
Infinite by-ways scatter the imagination, eclipsing a distinct future
Focusing solely towards untrodden cobblestone, becomes difficult
As the myriads of lifelines becomes engulfed by tommorrows shadow
Encumbering passage, stalling a steady flow
Momentum slithers to a halt as echoing silence returns to the vast