I walk the track,
I don’t look back.
Negative biofeedback.
Was that a macaque?!?
Birds in the trees.
Ache in my knees.
Where is the breeze?
Oh look, ascomycetes!
Sweat on my brow.
Where am I now?
Anyhow,
I continue somehow.
The trails of my past.
Nostalgia unsurpassed.
I don’t do this half-assed.
Macca’s, at long last!
A refreshing frozen coke.
For me: bespoke!
Joy it does evoke.
That walk was no joke!
