Different Types Of Wandering
cracked, speckled sidewalks
sit still on warm spring days,
travel quickly on cool spring nights.
are we led by the paths laid before us,
or are the cracks all our own?
I am always asking questions
without answers or reason
beyond awkward attempts
at another course –
forward or backward –
to a world where
I felt something more
than broken ground
beneath my feet.
