This Lonely Highway
Idol Wheel of Chaos | Week 16, #1
Kako no ashoito (memories/events/influences from the past)
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Wheeling through the dark,
light lost to the stars
and the city far behind us,
we travel the barren highway
toward a distant promise.
The moon gleams cold as ice.
On a looming hilltop,
a lone steer stands, starkly
black against the dimness behind it.
The unfenced land crowds close,
the highway an inky ribbon
stretching into the night.
Nothing thrives in this desert,
in this unforgiving land
along the road to somewhere else.
Time waits frozen, as unyielding
as the desolation
of this lonely, forgotten place.
Wakeful, I watch the hills unfold,
mark a field light's deathly glow.
Ghost songs on the radio
float up through the static
in this in-between nowhere
caught so very far from home.
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Idol Wheel of Chaos | Week 16, #1
Kako no ashoito (memories/events/influences from the past)
x-x-x-x-x
Wheeling through the dark,
light lost to the stars
and the city far behind us,
we travel the barren highway
toward a distant promise.
The moon gleams cold as ice.
On a looming hilltop,
a lone steer stands, starkly
black against the dimness behind it.
The unfenced land crowds close,
the highway an inky ribbon
stretching into the night.
Nothing thrives in this desert,
in this unforgiving land
along the road to somewhere else.
Time waits frozen, as unyielding
as the desolation
of this lonely, forgotten place.
Wakeful, I watch the hills unfold,
mark a field light's deathly glow.
Ghost songs on the radio
float up through the static
in this in-between nowhere
caught so very far from home.
--/--
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Date: 2025-12-04 07:03 pm (UTC)Your final section here, really caught my attention. For me, it feels packed with emotion. There's longing. There's grief. There's a whole lot more. It's a fantastic skill to evoke all of that with so few words. But this stanza really encapsulates that feeling of longing and loneliness for me.
Beautiful work.
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Date: 2025-12-04 08:15 pm (UTC)That part of the drive was always like being in some spooky limbo state that, at the age I was then, I didn't even have words for. It has always stuck with me, for its bleakness and strangeness.