Enough of running segmented thoughts in my mind.
I've been meandering down the same path;
the same lonely, monotonous, plateaued path
that I've been meandering on for eons.
Plans to overcome obstacles that don't present themselves,
Thoughts of reaching the finite point at the end
and finally being through.
I've proven I can overcome flat paths that weave eternally--
the only slight qualm being the curvature--
and now turbulence.
Suddenly I miss the lonely plateau.