A Long Race to Run


“Hello!” I shout,
Over echoes of unconscious streams of vibrantly dynamic consciousnesses,
He can’t hear me,
She can’t hear me,
And neither can They.

Headphones secure,
They rely on imposed input
To fuel them through their race,
Absolutely fixated
On that “focusless middle-distance”
That keeps spewing track
Adamant to define the path as either finite or not.

Infinity is a long race to run.

A  brief response to Bill McKibben’s introduction to Walden.


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