Walking
Keep on walking,
One foot in front of the other
Hands swinging freely
Head front
Walking
Around in a large round
Each round probably bigger than a track field
Continue walking
Better to walk than to sit
Sit there with things
Tumbling in my head
Walking with a blank mind
Gotta keep it blank
Focus
Focus on the sounds
Focus on my shadow
Focus on where I'm going
Focus on not looking back
So I'll keep walking
Walk until I become numb
Numb is best
Numb won't let me feel anything
I feel moisture on my forehead, face, shirt
Cooling night breeze makes my skin semi-dry and sticky
The night is still
No movement except mine,
Not a peep except my footsteps,
Walk until I become numb.
One round, two, then three
One of the street lamps break down
I keep on walking
The dogs probably recognise me
By the third round the small guy's bark decreased by a third
Wanted to continue walking
Turn left and walk the fourth
To walk myself close to numbness
To feel the breeze
To hear the small guy
To duck my head to avoid the tree's outstretched branches
But good things come to an end
Sooner or later
And I took the right turn
Back to where I came from
So now
Even if my feet and legs aren't numb
At least my right hand is close to it
From scribbling madly on the paper.
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