There’s a legend hereabouts
concerning a commuter
O infinitely on his way.
His existence is wholly one of
commutation. He is mythically in transit,
en-routed into Kafka County on
the Sisyphus Tollway, thence
along the Möbius Viaduct, which
connects to the Escher Freeway.
Sightings are alleged.
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