Split

One did split the road
I stare at the marks
Those white strips are like 
my memories forming arcs

Straight but also distanced
Faded and still clear
Lays bright on this black
Sheer courage on the fear

The cleavage in my memory 
Divides uncanny recollections 
As road splits further 
Further ramifies you from complexion

I could be so disruptive
So does the course itself 
My thoughts are all deserted 
Well! Who does need help

So I walk with pretty line 
Jumping across the fractions 
And whenever you cross my mind
I lose strongest traction...