Wednesday 27 January 2021

On A Stroll

 a careless sense of purpose 

has been fixed upon my set of wheels 

I moving, or seeming to move 

as though its against my will 

a careening off the road

I am trudging uphill 

I am moving although it does matter 

that I am moving 

because I have fixed a careless of purpose 

on my set of wheels 

I hurtling downhill one minute 

the next I am trudging uphill 

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