where i am

the night
air awakens the dead
soul
in me.
I button my coat to my chin,
and plow forward
down the old
streets.
down the cobble stone,
by the river
then up and up,
starting all over again.
I breathe in
the coolness of the wind.
I see no one.
feel nothing.
I've arrived where I've
always been,
at the beginning,
at the end.