Monday, March 07, 2005

On the road

I'm going to place my rubber soles on the black tar and run
I'm going to fly and let the wind blow through my hair
I'm going throw my thoughts at the stars and watch them
Streak across the sky
I'm going to let the silence blare in my ears
I am going to let the pitch black of night
sing me to sleep
I am going soak my bones in the sweet, wet smell of pine trees
I am going to dive into the living earth
and shake this city dirt off of my mind
I am going to wake up and breathe


Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think you show give that to REI to put on their shopping bags for a lifetime supply of free camping gear.

3:02 PM  

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