Walking My Mile

Walking My Mile
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Andrew Defrederico - 2023 Feb 03 14:03


I have come to know the stars
Falling on my head like a prancing horse
Worry settles the night into borne jealousy
And on that horse I ride through the sky
Wandering highs and seas of gold

Listen here, adventurous boy
Riddles are bound to hunt you down
Many men have become the quiet ones
Quite so are they

Head on my heels
I bow down
Toes on my eyes
I walk with sight
Nails of those toes
I cut though the night

What made you look at me?
Was it such that the kind are free
Borrowed in disguise to conceptualize
A free-running mad man
Jailed like a rock
To be crushed with might
As sorrow and regret grips its sword
Into a fight of plotting
Oh, lord
Oh, lord
Oh, lord, what have I done and become?