A thousand roads lead from this station
Paved, cobbled, dusty, dirt, promising hidden delights
Or reeking of damnation.
A thousand variant lives to live;
Safe, dangerous, sensual, secluded, celebrated, reviled, paved by promises unlikely, some that never forgive.
What bravery it takes, what sturdiness in the heart,
To forsake all other discrete paths
And pursue the road that leads to art
