Routes

a missed connection
takes me
takes everything
closer, to where
I did not know
I needed to go.

familiarly,
&
gingerly,
blind fingers linger
and play
on strange keys,
worn from countless others
yet sweet to my touch.

but,
a horn blows,
and reconnecting paths appear,
filled with old stagnant fears.

i close my eyes…..

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