Routes

Exacting as it is it takes the route to end all routes I see and stop and pause to breathe and wipe my brow which did I hear before the dawn broke did I get to it did it collar me fast

I dream of eternal sucking and blowing I whiz with barely time to wipe my ass hanging onto pipes here and there getting my bearings which tunnel takes me where?

my eyes red and watery my glasses frosted with ice my arms and legs numb my heart speeding loud sounds my heart the loudest

visual oasis bombed out buildings burn't black the blue sky on the other side of the wall

outlet inlet hatch exit escape