Tuesday, March 5, 2013

My legs and I

My legs want to walk
I tell them, that can wait
For the time being, drop me to my parent's home

So then, my left foot jumps ahead
Before the right one
And they tell each other
Catch me if you can

Its impossible that feeling
It's not a trek, it's not a walk
It's a race
Between my left foot and my right one
Twice the speed of sound

The badly behaved
Very rowdy wind
Pushes me towards a river
The tiniest in the world
I could drink all its water
So much of thirst
But the river walks off
It leaves me behind

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