Monday, December 16, 2024

RETREAD

All novel thoughts 
contract like vice grips
purpose-built to close. 

The path not taken 
can be just so 
only once—

as soon as we choose it, 
it becomes 
the one we chose. 

Everywhere we 
freely go, the rut of our 
compliance widens,

and, having 
arrived at our 
goals, we will find

we stand both
on the shoulders of giants 
and of roads.