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Memory Alley
The alley was dark that night,
Damp roads glistened in what little light was available,
Autumn leaves littered the ground,
Men walking in shadows, avoiding the light,
But I walked straight down the middle of the road,
Flickering light on either side,
Ahead, I could see the misty rain beginning to fall against the interrupted moonlight,
Avoiding shadows and puddles, I walked, slowly confidently,
Whispers from corners failed to scare me,
Banging and screaming failed to phase me,
My body was in that alley walking,
But my mind was at the end,
In the bright light of the main street,
Waiting for my body to catch up,
So my whole being could look back,
And see that alley, as just a memory.
