i live by default.follow the constructed lines painted on every road.
many have roamed this path previous to myself.
watched the limbs on each tree beside the road grow taller,
reaching the sun.
watched as each branch stretched across the horizon,
while worn in shoes treaded the gravel.
rubber against rock.
roots against soil.
beams against the blue back drop.
heart against chest.
tears against pores.
me against you.
you may think you took over.
as you robbed me from the path of painted lines.
but my rubber soles are still treading the gravel.
and i'm watching the limbs grow.
