Friday, March 27, 2009

hit and run

i watch you sleep
eyes creeping across your silhouette like
a tarantula escaped from an old bond flick

now reconfigure
align possibilities
w/ framed realities
and something fades in translation

like thursday misses friday
time seems contagious
unable to take a break
running over memories
too tasty to consider
next thing in the queue
dont miss a beat

more realistic, they say
child safe, no one gets hurt
one size fits all

there is a shoe
stuck in the gears
and its callling your name

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