how do it come across?

how you turn down a one way road

and yet say you meant it and then yield

back to escape from it?

what leads you into blindness when upon a clear day

not a cloud is seeing your face?

why must you forecast rain, when a soul

is meant to sparkle?

so reading between the lines on one hand or the other

wits are formed and ideas are passed

which way do you turn

i never fully understand?