Wednesday, June 12, 2013

As Is

symmetry of two-
lane blacktop 
walking path entreats me—

stick to the right 
stick to the
right side
stick to
the right side—and my 

legs and I 
just comply


never mind
the way each side's 

mind what things are like
on the other 
side of that emphatically 
boldyellow line

—I'd rather wander 
cheaply than wonder 

free but bound 
to such an
expensive new perspective—besides
there are probably 

endless ways
that we are free

to see but never 
really meant to.