Shortcut
Dream holes and desire paths –
those spire views and bared routes –
those modern urban lay lines –
guiding light and human shifts –
letting sound and choice drift
until the unbuilt gets put down
and our tracks are lost to tarmac –
when our reveries are blocked up –
once the empty churches are sold
and the open parks are enclosed
by signs halting walking on grass –
we will lose the ways we made