get out of your own way
what are you today?
come to play?
or run away…
drive fast past the lady with the pink hat
peddle backwards on a bicycle black
crouch to pluck a snake from the path
eye-to-eye glances between blinks say
so fast, these seconds
as you pass and pass
what could have been
but could it ever last?
are you lost?
or simply too fast?
keep running anyway
over and beyond the misty hills
where the thrill of souls’ slow kill
melts the mind of this skeletal fray
here to stay
One thought on “escape”