Sunday, August 4, 2013

Stuck.

Feet kicking but
My body's in the air,
Toe tips just brushing the pavement,
Maddening, can't run
Toward you 
Or away, surrendering
Means falling limp against
Nothing, not even
A cold
Hard surface 

To hold me 
As I fall, finally,
Asleep.

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