Footprints


Stretch my eyes,
So I can see the footprints in the sand.

Abstract my distraction,
So I can extract the art of disappearing...in thoughts.

Soothe my incessant regression,
So no evanescence can blur my mind.

Dazzle me with a new puzzle,
So I can tap in chaos and jack you up.

'Cause my feet don't appreciate the ground.
The flat-boring ground.








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