Wednesday, December 16

I'd like to roam through nature
where being a tourist is okay

 I feel lost
 alone in this man-made machine madness
I'm mapping a path of the familiar
to ease my mind
they include a puppy gym,
and a tree that grows on the sidewalk
and reminds me of my favorite book

but I want to get lost in real trees
and caught in a swarm of pollen

The grid is eating me alive

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