Tuesday, 29 August 2017

The Tourist

On a worthless tourist trek
Passing time and filling in
Inspecting things I’d never buy
I weary wear a pointless grin

Shoulder shuffling passively
Pretending purpose I peruse
With air inside my vacant head
No thoughts to parry or confuse

Each boring step of fed up feet
In forests full of human trees
Flocking without noticing
Nobody doing as they please

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