pathless land

c}{imps 8 my ears

i see a path,
it’s a trail.
i see a road,
thru these woods.
And on that road,
we move so fast.
we move so fast,
it changes us.
and we make the changes
we move so fast,
wheels sprout under us,
then they become wings.
and it changes us.
and not all of these changes are even remotely good.
so if our velocity is unchanged,
we may hit an immovable obstacle,
and be thrown from the path,
er,..road
back into the forest.