Divergence

I would like to feel as if I was at the spot

Where two roads diverged in a wood

Currently it appears as if I am at the spot

Where somewhere between

Fourteen and

Thirty five

Roads

Diverge and

I’m nowhere near a wood

So there is no listening to birds or

Studying foliage

Whilst

I ponder

Whether any of the roads wants wear and

The speed at which the roads are multiplying and

Whether I would recognize two roads as clearly as I see

The difference choosing one or the other might make