Wake up to it,
walk up to it
Sleep on it,
toss away restless for it
Drive to it,
arrive for it
Come home
to and from it
Work for it, retire to it
Changes colours and guise
leaves you not
even when vacationing
Hovers nearby
with closed eyes
With eyes open
makes you go chasing it again
Not a breath,
not a blink
nor a sigh
heaved in relief
It evades
it deludes
and keeps you going
in circles
Reducing life to a mere tale
of chasing a tail
without a beginning,
a middle or an end
The sole purpose
of purpose is
To have you caught
in the premise
Keeping life ever the walled
from what awaits past
the highwalls
of the puny
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