Tuesday, July 6, 2010

summer

I run like ambition
eat like austere
sleep like an after-thought
confide like fear
but i speak like carelessness
and dress like the brave
drive like the lucky
rest like a rave
i'll paint like the sleepless,
the restless; obsessed
write like the hawk out circling its nest
and sing like a shrug and a sauntering stride
laugh like a child with nothing to hide

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