Grey

clear your mind
unfocus the eyes
behold but don't heed
use the dimmed senses
do you see it now?
there….
in the
grey

an empty road
sitting atop blank field
in an atmosphere
of eternal glom
with trails of vapor
rising

thru the mist,
movement glimpsed
fantastic creatures progress
from one miasma
to another
but nothing stirs upon this road
for it is not a route to
anywhen

barren at all times
a beclouded vista
shifting fro and to
twixt change and wonder
with no apparent
intention

you can hear things
if you listen
without judgment
snatches of murmurs,
chimes, laughter,
unknown vibrations,
grunts and gears
but to the unsatisfied
it is just a fogged
panorama

you have to be
…grey
dusky as the road
indistinct as the air
obscured as time
with no color or enunciation
for you must vie with the
course

but where does it end?
to whence will it impel?
Oh, be assured
this is not an absolute avenue
just a patch of reality's
twining facsimile
hanging 'tween
shades of infinity
adrift in pointless
residence

for this is not a future,
past or now
this is simply….
grey