halfway

I will wander the wilderness
I won’t listen to anyone but the trees
I won’t look at the milestones
I will look at the moon

I will walk a long road
I won’t run
I won’t follow you
I will meet you halfway

I won’t scream like a banshee
I MIGHT SCREAM LIKE A BANSHEE!
I might listen
I won’t understand
I might go home to my cat afterwards
I might not

(First published in The Mozzie)

What do you think?