A Net Worked

My life took off without me
While I was left behind
The distance and direction
Getting harder to define

I had lost both goal posts
Could no longer find the line
Wandering around chasing
Tracing circles in my mind

My wife’s hook off my jawbone
Before me open road
The distance and direction
Helped dissipate the load

I could see the sign posts
Nearby every node
The crystals in the casing
Circumventing the code

Solid morals dogmatic
Of each and every kind
Leaving my defenses
Discretely undermined

My life laid out before me
Deeply etched in the rind
Each distance each direction
Epochs had passed defined

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