The Map Brain

The neuronal point of interest
is spread across the town
to compound eyeball invest
the street they form a noun

this mind is in a body
the stoplights sure of that
a new place spreading oddly
this walker never sat

on to 'nother rise
meandering to be
seeing with tree eyes
the wind and breeze is me.

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