Right,
Sometimes a direction
Sometimes used as a judgement

Passing through the streets of - full of signs,

lights underneath the darkest sides,

papers attached across the unmovable high stick stones,

Smokes are around,

One is out from someone's breathing -
blazing down the highway where my footsteps are at stake.

The direction I was trying to walk through was the right side.

His eyes are all in my direction where I could literally see dark,

darker than the night light
and I was right..

the speculations I had,
while taking the way of the right side..

I was right about the feeling of judgment I had at that day,

I am right not to choose right sometimes, funny how directions are highly included for consideration.

My life was saved by the right judgement I made.

Because I did took the other direction than the right path and ended up seeing someone's familiar eyes attached in a paper at the wall.

Those dark eyes' intentions.
I was right..

I was right about how powerful the right word is -

which lead me, like a direction.



- by rý




Photography by Edo Zollo
Photograph's Source: Pinterest