Dancing With Distraction

D ancing with distraction, dabbling desires overload

I nvoluntary movements, as I lose my self-control

S waying to the beat designed to divert and railroad

T wirling with the master of disorders mother lode

R ocking to the rhythm, reaching deep inside my head

A lways a step away from anywhere I ever planned

C avorting carefreely to the whims of looming dread

T ripping totally off course, and completely out of hand

I mmediately I'm alerted to the distractions taking place

O scillating like a fan, I turn, alerted to its pace

N avigating me, till once again I see, the look of pure confusion on my face.