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Still wandering
For Dylon Song Tribute contest Sponsor: Oliver Mckeithan Written on: 05/22/2025 Inspired by Mr. Tambourine Man The roads yawn in their speech, on this uncharted path tonight. Clocks hang on walls like ghosts, their hands spinning aimlessly. Somewhere, beyond the velvet murmur of the lamp’s glow, my feet shuffle like old leaves, sashaying to an illusory jingle. Its carefree melody swirling with the wind, jangling the bones of my memory. I follow not because need summons me, but because idleness has become a deafening sound, since I am a stranger to sleep, and the restless heartbeat keeps asking. Guide me to the edge of oblivion, where the horizon unstitches, and the past pours into the present. Transport me beyond reason, where untethered thoughts can float, mid the whispers of the tide. I want to be in the in-between of music notes, on the cusp before the sound, at the pause before the waves break. And then, when the day begins to rust, and the tide teases apart my shape Let me wade behind you, ankle deep in a strange joy still wandering….
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