Friday, October 24, 2014

24 october



Further forward, I find, the spaces reflect and grow longer – the road continues and the right exit doesn’t always satisfy. Let me leap. Escape is preferable, or relief would do. The gnawing ongoing: some other, better, else. Holding the door but caught by the knob as the traffic rushes backforth. Upstairs hawks soar in prevailing opportunities: what else to be waiting for? Landing to tower as Christmas tree toppers: proud and strong in the new.

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