oak trees and houses, up and over Black River.
I have crossed this bridge
hundreds of times since childhood.
It's my empty pre-dawn
route to work these days,
A few days ago, in still dark morning,
I thought I'd come back around
to see the full moon, corner of my eye, but
it was bullshit, an illuminated window,
top floor, in the riverside high rise.
The moon further west,
like being fooled by an old friend.
I reached for my coffee, and
approached the stoplight
certain only of uncertainty,
a wisdom born of bridges.
I thought this line was beautiful "certain only of uncertainty/ a wisdom born of bridges" ...I took from this that the speaker, is a person who has a significant amount of confidence because they are surrounded by the familiar... but the confidence & wisdom is foolish, because it is a limited one... and the speaker is in active pursuit of a greater understanding of things but can't... or feels like they are being tricked (maybe by their own confidence/comfort)... because of their limited world view... thank you for sharing, very though provoking!
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