These Boots

From my own eyes.
I looked down.
To my two feet.
And they seemed
So very far away.
All I could do
Was watch them walk.
As though they
Had hijacked me.
Hypnotic left,
To rhythmic right.
Stamped on like
A puppet with
An ignorant master.
Until some time
Unknown later that day.

They stopped.

From my own eyes.
I looked up.
To only wonder.
How it is that I
Came to be here.

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