In fifth grade, I meant to build a bullet train around the world.
Brent and I were going to do it, planned from that be
pushed against a wall with the posters.
We just needed an accurate map
and a way to get through the Bering Strait.
Boats or something; and would it be Around
without a closed loop? Yes, the
Atlantic is too wide.
And then video games, movies, marching band
and all the vices of an education
got going on the less grand unplanned.
Where is Rosebud if I was happy to sled for hours?
The premise may be off.
Which lost problems to find?
The paradigm may be broken, in the words
of a college educated wannabe intellectual.
Remake the world I would and will
but never do I seem to do.
Roman Ryan 