Thursday, May 15, 2014

Ask Yourself...

How many pages in a book,
how long does it take
to take a good look?
How long to realize you mistook
rhyme for reason,
the change in weather as a turn of seasons?
Sometimes what you believe in
becomes sand upon the wind...
     Blowing past but never stopping,
bend don't break,
hold on to something.
My eyes sting, my ears ring,
my heart is thumping
in the rhythm of a racer
with always one more hill...
     Unbound but still caged
How long did it take
to get to at least this stage?
It is very slow turning,
this book has heavy pages.
Paper cuts, raw fingers,
fingernail abrasions.
Quick to ask
but slow to learn
when you don't really
want to believe the answer...
March 15, 2014

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