The Chase

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    The Chase

    From house to house
    From town to town
    From country to country
    Searching for something.

    Is it this way or that way?
    No response.
    You can not be led
    to an unknown destination.

    I've been running in circles
    around half this world.
    Like a mad cat
    chasing its tail.

    Not until fatigue set in
    and I started slowing down.
    Did I realize
    I was chasing my self.

    So I stopped running
    and returned home.
    To find my self sitting
    right where I left me.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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