A Poem: Listless

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I had a dream I was drifting…high above the rooftops, amongst the clouds

I knew not where I was going, I let the breeze carry me away

I closed my heavy eyes, felt the wind gently caress my cheek

I was careless, thoughtless, tranquil – I was at peace

Merely along for the ride

At times insomnia holds me in its incoherent daze

Sleepless, restless, listless, too tired to think clearly

My mind wanders, thoughts begin to form and dissipate without clear focus

When I sleep, I see myself somewhere far off in the distance

I wonder where it is all leading

My choices, my decisions, they seem inconsquential

I am pulled in a hundred directions

I ponder each action, unsure if I should fight or allow myself to be carried away

Down some unforeseen path, some mythic destiny

At times my world does not seem my own, my path already laid out before me

I have the faintest of feelings that I am on my way

Though to where, I haven’t the slightest clue

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