frosty

two roads converged
in a darkened wood
two paths intersected
we dreamed that they could

the space wasn't wide enough
as often's the case
what starts as a journey
turns into a race
that has no big winner
just losers' disgrace
& slowly but surely
the furious pace
takes what was together
and kills it with space

two roads diverged
in a yellow wood
two paths redirected
we knew that they could