every direction untrodden

[yet i list in the doldrums]

yet i list in the doldrums
paths unfurl about me
roads squelch innumerable
trails pulsate untrammeled
transits reticulate outward

yet i list in the doldrums
adrift in the eye

every direction untrodden

image: east coast greenway / https://map.greenway.org/

What I’m Reading:

“The 3,000-mile route, which links together paved trails, dirt and gravel paths, and sections of roadway, is the nation’s longest greenway … Only about 100 people have completed the entire route by bike, as well as three walkers and a runner. Some finish the route over many months or years—or in one fell swoop…”

— Erica Zazo / “Thru-Biking the East Coast Greenway: A Community-Centered Adventure”

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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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