| Tuesday, March 25, 2008 |
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It's sticky hot. Melt ice cubes on your forehead hot. Two swipes with the antiP ain't going to do it hot
but when it' hot minutes moments come to a crawl and stand suspended
like time picked up its hat went out the door and ended
a blink becomes good night and good morrow
happiness eternal and likewise with sorrow
you see it all for what it is and what it ever will be become
a snapshot of present circumstance and all that can be seen is one
one moment to the next the chain reaction of mind
and mind to consciousness perceiving the elements to shape thought and then rewind...
who is that? a face I do not recognize
a smirk on his face like da kine left after effects of a joke that didn't take
eyes filled with wonder and expectation
he's got life in his soul and the world set firmly in his sights
wait i know that face
it's a face that i do recognize
it's the face of a young boy who saw a chance and took it
without a second thought decided to plunge in and take it in for all its worth
given a ticket for a free ride and pounced
i know that face yes i do plain and clear |
posted by DarrenGene @ 8:30 PM  |
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