the way it looks

11-8

the river from my
porch
a stampede of animals

the river from my
office window yesterday
a fog river
a tongue of smoke
a forest of yellow
steam

looking at the
moldy sunflower heads
on my porch step

thinking of the odd
pub scene last night
the odd energy
knowing I had
to transcend, raising
my soul from my
body above the stage
lights, letting my
body move freely
on the dance floor

One comment

  1. scott keeps running · November 23, 2008

    i wish i could transcend.

    Like

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