little blurbs, thoughts

Extensions

My earphones are tangled in a way that reminds me linguini,

touching and twisted like vines creeping up a tree makes me think of

human knots and warm interlaced appendages,

smooth and soft like dogs you encounter on sidewalks on streets that

wind and intersect with gravel-patched and asphalt beaches,

rough and trodden like the trails in the woods which I see as

weird paths leading everywhere and nowhere and the same place,

oddly familiar because of it we all walked outward.

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