We look for an off-ramp,?
into or out of something.?
Without wheels?
we drive through our own chaos?
searching for other searchers.?
We guide each other?
over self-made ditches,?
If one falls we all fall,?
a heap of bodies becomes?
a tangle of nowhere.?
Entrances and exits?
look the same,?
nevertheless, off-ramps?
lead to choices.?
Here the road has lost it's way?
minds gridlocked and stalling.?
Left and right, North or...
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