Matt Longerbeam, “Just Walking”

summer warmth
siphoned off
slowly
amid
November skies
and
I walked
alone
crunching leaves
beneath worn soles
chilled with
breezes
crisp
choking on
words unspoken
thinking
lonely thoughts
wishing
hoping
feeling empty
walking
wanting
to go home
but
that was
miles away
and
years ago
so
I walked
on
alone