Run
Strike the asphalt
Every step a downward
Kick
Asphalt and rubber
Meeting violently in
A blow
Life, stolen and sweet
In quick, needy
Puffs
Hanging in the air
To vanish without
A trace
Don't you wish you
Could just go
Too?
Run
Strike the asphalt
Every step a downward
Kick
Asphalt and rubber
Meeting violently in
A blow
Life, stolen and sweet
In quick, needy
Puffs
Hanging in the air
To vanish without
A trace
Don't you wish you
Could just go
Too?
08-18-2010
deathbysociety commented on Run
02-23-2010
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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Endings | 1 | 07/13/2011 |
Poets' Passion | 0 | 07/13/2011 |
Singularity | 2 | 06/21/2011 |
Run | 3 | 02/23/2010 |
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