The failure of signposts (a poem)

You can’t trust everything you see…

Signposts appear at irregular intervals
suggesting turns
but failing to commit

Old signposts referenced
fire and steel, ink in the well
then disappeared in the rear-view mirror

Some signposts change without warning
and not the slightest concern
ever in love with tragedy and mystery

The newer signposts are not to be trusted
they use lights to frequently lie
about what lies ahead
At best, they’re often late
then replace the old messages
and pretend they never existed

Signposts should be covered up
with paint or tarp
or chopped up and recycled for scrap

There’s always another way

(29 October 2017)