Skate
Counting snakes at stake.
Bringing a skate
to roll straight out
of my mind
Counting doubts and thoughts.
I wanna see it let out.
Living the experience
of being out of place
Vivid colors
of the day.
Change my way
and function along
my colors
of a young green
and watery blue
Counting seconds,
counting mosquitoes
I ride a free wave out of time
Riding along the tide
I roll in a skate.
Waves open for my self
every where, in every place,
I shake
I travel along my way
may I may?
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