I love this trail. I pick up your litter. I pick up your dogs' shit. I get muscled into the mud by you rich, horseback assholes who think you have the right of way. You park your boats on the trail. You dump your yard waste on the trail. You build fences on this trail like you can claim this trail. You destroy the trail. You've stolen my roses, which I planted for you. You've stolen my palm tree, which I planted for you.
You come to this trail and you pick it apart. You come to this trail to take.
Part of me is inside you now.