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tailchase
I have been chasing my own tail
since this morning
completely lost
in distractions.
I know the scent, and the trail,
and the way,
but I've been finding every reason
to poke at bushes
pick up rocks,
and waste the day.
I noticed this time, though,
that the distractions
weren't working.
they didn't get me to turn back.
or even stop.
I have no clue where this ends,
but for my feet, bless them,
nothing but onward will do.
Here is thanking
the nighttime walk
that cooled my face
and calmed me,
and the shooting star that scratched the sky
to tell me
some tails are beyond chasing.
since this morning
completely lost
in distractions.
I know the scent, and the trail,
and the way,
but I've been finding every reason
to poke at bushes
pick up rocks,
and waste the day.
I noticed this time, though,
that the distractions
weren't working.
they didn't get me to turn back.
or even stop.
I have no clue where this ends,
but for my feet, bless them,
nothing but onward will do.
Here is thanking
the nighttime walk
that cooled my face
and calmed me,
and the shooting star that scratched the sky
to tell me
some tails are beyond chasing.
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