four way view

Sitting on a curb right where it curves with a four way view.
Some call it a corner yet I see it as a decision to somewhere new.
Head tilting from the left to the right seeking sights of a sign helping direction.
Back n forth the eyes roll before the consciounce can collect the Intel of suspicion.
X marks the spot from where I rest, t-boning the wonders in my mind.
Thinking what path will lead me to patience as if I was still sitting here with time.
Gathering where it is I need to be on my quest to find my place.
But for now I collect the present, allowing it the moment to take shape.

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