In the beginning,
you don't take the road.
In the beginning
you wonder what it'll bring, whether you even care.
What do I care
how my life will be
why should I care?
I enjoy life anyway
Yet that… thing, this story
shows up in yer mind sometimes
before being long gone
then comes back 'n nags ye
then it's gone again.
. . . —'tis stealing parts of you!
so you're beginning to wonder, why is it not on the outside, too?
(This poem was written in reaction to a creative gathering themed "Getting Started", organised by our Shire May Queen Rosenbleume at the time)
