Monday, February 18, 2008

Black space

It's a black space day
Sucked into a void
What the wind drifts in
Is enough to make you feel anoid

A thousand pounds of energy
Swirling like a top
Lands on my head
When does this misery stop

Blue skies and prairie wide
The need to just flat out run
Stuffed in a to tight chute
The cinch jerked another knot

















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