| The bottoms of my feet are browned... |
From standing on,
From going to and coming from
(From all the places I haven't been).
I am perched on 20 years of calloused soles from walking in one place,
from here to nowhere at all.
My first thought was on only how to remedy,
my second, "Why?"
I manipulate the non-malleable (dreams/wishes) to no avail.
If my thoughts alone decided my locations,
How dark would my soles be then?
What shade of duration would they bare?
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