I AM THE FORK IN THE ROAD
If people crammed chest to back
Two thousand people to the kilometre
I am half a million people from town
Totally alone in the startling silence
Too far for anyone to hear my cooee
Small in horizon spanning immensity
Yet here there is only one road
I can go forward or I can go back
Or I can stay here and find myself
Written in 2009.
I’m still looking.