To take off one's shoes,
trade them for something else.
To walk away from your failures and your misdeeds
and just open your eyes in another world
What if I don't care
if I can't pay my bills?
What if I just stop
the ceaseless concentration
trying to keep all the balls in the air
What if I just let them drop all around me?
Maybe I am a fool to crave freedom
to wish that I did not have the weight of the world to carry
and the restraints of a chain gang to hold me down.
In my dreams I can see the tops of the clouds
as I fly away from this cold earth,
leaving the well-worn floors of a humble home,
leaving the meager crumbs of a modest love,
strip away my face,
leave behind the mementos and
the photographs that could remind me of who I am -
I just want to forget,
to wrap myself up in sweet anonymity
and dissolve into the cool breeze,
let my molecules become just a part of the universe
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