Walk

No destination is needed on a night like tonight
only to tread the dark, but so un-dark streets
the distance goes by, not in miles
but in blocks, houses, sidewalk lines and steps
looking for nothing in particular, only everything
looking for peace of mind, quelling the legion
looking to share, to share words, food, booze, air, warmth, skin, a bed, a soul
I walk past lit and unlit homes
past the unlit shops full of shiny things I can't afford
when I walk , everything in my head shakes loose
and tumbles around inside my skull
life, death, sex, loneliness, the past, the future,
God, myself, The Large Hadron Collider and Bob Dylan.
And when my labyrinth is walked
I turn home to my bed with weary bones
and a heart as weary as when I left
If the world ends tomorrow, then tonight
I will walk, if nothing else, I can walk