Soul Hunt


There are times

when obsessing can be boring

when my mind gets tired

thinking the same thoughts

finishing the same puzzle

yearning for the same toy

My mind starts searching

I use my senses to bring about change

Seeing if there's anything I missed

listening for a new song or sound

My soul lies dormant

getting stale

A trap is set

and the only thing it will catch

is inspiration



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