Poem

It’s looking up at the darkening sky
Burnt neon at the edges;
A glowing crystal moon
And one bright planet
Shimmering in the twilight

The echo of footsteps under a bridge
Avoiding the cars that pass above
Zooming by
Unaware of their surroundings

Trees silhouetted
Black branches straining up
Reaching for something
Unattainable

Like now
There is no finish line
No end
Just the continual journey
Perpetual drive
To go, move, push

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