10-08-2013, 10:04 AM
He slumped to the pavement and bled out;
but I only walked by faster.
What if I got involved and somehow hurt?
Needless scars might slash my fingers...
a bad justification. I'd take the elevator up the Chrysler Building,
perch the edge, then glide
an autumn wind past light bathed clouds after a morning thunderstorm.
A superhero, rescuing some wayward metropolis.
A comic book messiah, manifest upon reality.
They'd launch parades.
Instead, I pace a platform for the next train,
inhale the pumpkin scented air,
like a mouthful of crispy leaves,
and look with the setting sun.
Each day's like another universe meanders around me,
never venturing beyond a 22" circumference
between my ears that I'm forced to drag
from one point on the grid to the next.
but I only walked by faster.
What if I got involved and somehow hurt?
Needless scars might slash my fingers...
a bad justification. I'd take the elevator up the Chrysler Building,
perch the edge, then glide
an autumn wind past light bathed clouds after a morning thunderstorm.
A superhero, rescuing some wayward metropolis.
A comic book messiah, manifest upon reality.
They'd launch parades.
Instead, I pace a platform for the next train,
inhale the pumpkin scented air,
like a mouthful of crispy leaves,
and look with the setting sun.
Each day's like another universe meanders around me,
never venturing beyond a 22" circumference
between my ears that I'm forced to drag
from one point on the grid to the next.