I’m in love with the horizon

though I know it’s just a ruse,

when every time I wander there

the fucker up and moves.

One time I tried a sneak attack

by walking in reverse,

but when I turned around to look

the distance was perverse.

I wasn’t any closer,

I just couldn’t understand,

when wherever I am standing

I can grasp it in my hand.

I try so often now

that it seems like self abuse

but I can’t seem to figure out

why my passion’s so obtuse.

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