THE THOUGHT

As I was walking down the road
a thought began to chase me.

 

It finally  caught up
and quite easily engaged me.

 

My mind was forced to yield
and I  lost track
of where I was.

 

But I keep on going
automatically
for quite some time —

 

until that thought was satisfied
and finally fled.

 

T’was then that I
became aware again
of where I was
and realized how far I’d come —
past scenery that I often see
but didn’t see that day.

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