Monday, April 21, 2014

No Waste

Rickety tickety tock
Blickety flickety flock
Running around, arms on a clock

Blippety flippety flop
Strippety mippety mop
Running hard
Heart wanting to pop

Racing, keep pacing
Flying, keep trying
Speeding forward ahead of the line

Fingers gripping the life
Out of life
Squeezing, forcing the seeds of
Despair, disdain, dislike, distaste
No waste


2 comments:

  1. Swirls in my ice cream , thoughts in the air. Lonely and tired, broken despair. The color of blue, the light in your hair, seven people walking at the Fla.. State Fair.
    Walking talking, looking seeking.Looking seeking. looking seeking, searching. Look search......Look search. Look search......Look search. A white vacant capsule, four walls and a ceiling.I am on a journey of a million miles, Dreamers of dreams let no one ever move you. Dreamers of Dreams let no one ever move us. A pliable perceptive awareness moves me on, revery extends reality. Stillness and I am lost. Come will you join me?

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