and the wind blew down the tree
that crashes into me
as i'm standing on an island
with the sand falling through
my hand
i reach for this
turning thing
and find
not one, single
piece of mind
the wind blew me down
i fell and fell
if i would've caught the train
i would not stand alone
i walk too slow
i run at the pace
of the awkwardly placed turtle
on his back
and the wind blew me down
so i walk alone
i stand alone
and i run alone
even the turtle
is faster than me
...
Sunday, September 26, 2010
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