Before the road was a road,
where did it know to go?
How did the arrow
find its nervous trajectory,
and what energy did it gather
from the bow?
Follow your bliss: enter the bright-
lit cafe or museum doorway.
Some maps clearly mark
the exits we need;
others sport ink blots
in the shape of stray cats.
In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.
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