Pressed softly in the sand
One right after another
Leading off to the horizon
As it dips like a frown
To both the left and the right
I follow these most diligently
Stopping only for necessary breaks
Chasing the occasional shiny butterfly
So that my own trail of footfalls that follow
Is more a zig zaggy impressionistic art line
Attention Deficit
And its little brother
Pure unadulterated laziness
Both taking their unseen toll
With ultimate goal a bit uncertain
Just a hazy gaze outline of a plan
To perhaps reach one step further
Than the ones I so vaguely trace
