Umleitung

I took an eat up today,

meandered from the way I torment every day,

a day to day existence spread out on the rails of the metro track,

time kept in cigarettes consumed looking out for transports to come.

I went into the forest all alone,

around a twist to the convict of woodland where the trees twine tight,

winding around the slight stream of way to the peak of the slope.

The murmured breath of the breeze stayed with me as I climbed,

stimulating cool butterfly kisses against my cheek,

the underbrush kissed by a shower of green,

ready to blossom with spring.

Furthermore, however, I was separated from everyone else,

the city just barely looking in to pamper the deception,

there was never a period you weren't there with me,

never a period I was unable to think about you and grin.