Monday, April 11, 2011

Sitting on the sideline

Yellow stripes on mind,

Tarmac and gravel

Crunch under my hand,

There is no time that can measure me now,

Into the wild,

I go.

Each step I take

I get higher on land,

Each bow I break,

Sinks me deeper in sand,

Tangled in branches

In rapids I row

Humming birds and red shoes

See me go by

Into the wild

I go.

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