sometimes I’m looking over feeling sad
you’re walking paths where roses lie
some roads are paved in ways I never had
I dream of dreams while going mad
sigh, the earth is sinking, your step high
sometimes I’m looking over feeling sad
no bodies lining up, to applaud, for a nomad
I ask why, in your step they fall in sleep to die
some roads are paved in ways I never had
petals fresh, as they’re going bad
you can’t deny, a cry, flowers live for an eye
sometimes I’m looking over feeling sad
“hold my hand, oh, dear, comrade”
“come close, nearby, with an outcry let us fly”
some roads are paved in ways I never had
standing still, counting paths till I can’t add
butterfly, see the math of winter in mid July
sometimes I’m looking over feeling sad
some roads are paved in ways I never had
(London, 2nd December 2025)
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