Rushing

January 20, 2015 at 9:33 pm (Poems) (, , , , , )

Realisation: I’m not going to make it, even if I fly
Undoing: the benefits of sleep slipping away
Sensation: hot, cross and dangerous
Hold on: this is not going to happen
I‘m not: I won’t do this to myself
No more: no more rushing
Going to: breath a new dimension, going to slow things right on d
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4 Comments

  1. m lewis redford said,

    L  –  I  –  K  –  E

  2. UpChuckingwords said,

    Did it work?
    O
    H
    !

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