Where Are You Going?

You were
                     passing by
             again and again
behind us—
where are you going?
          and why are you
                   not there yet?

Do you enjoy walking and
                fretting?
      Some have already
               made it.
Your shadow
              shimmers
through the blinds, raising the
       hairs on our arms.

Where are you going?
   and why are you not
       there yet?

Thanks for checking out my poem.

Did I tell you I wrote a novel? You can read it here for free, or get it for your e-reader on iBooks, Amazon or Kobo. Or you can just say you read the book, and donate five bucks down below. Go on.

Gabriel Muoio

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