Pushes Pull


Simple ways with single lanes

in the maze, starved for days

walls to walls a growing craze

upon the levar, he may graze

Once he turns he will be right

if he’s not fast he has to fight

learns to help, discovers plight

sense is making with each bite

In the maze the web was spun

as he arrived like the fly in stun

an alien lair, from which to run

vigor soon seems nearly done

Hitting walls, as hunger blooms

a levar clicks, a mind has room

from its chaos new hope looms

may a wall hide more than food


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