The path is pre-drawn

along the shoreline
I walked and walked
not finding anything but constructed space

"Parks, the lungs of the city."

where's the infinite mass,
where the solemn and grey force,
where my lovely?

I can't do this alone!
I need you to pull me away from
these pre-planned paths
to take me to Her

Her
unpredictability
vastness
- I feed off it