Wednesday, March 6, 2013

No Questions Asked

Glisten.
Let the sun swell
on the horizon of this day
and shine, hot and brilliant
as mornings often do
while we shuffle.

Bustle.
Move, move, move
your hands like you are busy
making lunch for a child
or for someone who really matters.
but move so you sweat,
lightly at first and then run
like your life depends on it.

Because your life does
depend on that speed
and the density of everything
coming to a stop at the corner sign,
no questions asked.

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