Run

run with the 
dogs,

run with their
bones,
run just to
run 

passed the sign 
that reveals 
the answer 
no.
passed all middle
fingers held
by strangers
hands.


run on water,

run on dirt.

if you see 
the end,

       then your
eyes turned

blind. 

run to your 
past,

or

it will always catch
you

run to the 
minute 

run from the 
poison of 
power 

~~
flee from the 
hand that
chokes


Flex.
to break the 
knuckles
and

soar.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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