New Ways

I will pave new ways

For my soft feet.

I will use smooth rock and shiny stone

That don’t cut to the bone.

They’ll let me glide

And glide I will.

I will slip my way past you and you won’t even know it.

Your tar will hold you tight and that’s alright.

Our roads were always different.

Your shoes are better suited to Highways.

Mine are for the footpaths, the cobblestones.

A slower approach, a softer touch.

It’s not too much to ask

That you keep to yours?

Don’t throw that tar of yours my way.

Don’t bulldoze me with your vision.

I see a bench in the distant.

I think I will rest.

(c) Slumpless



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