Chase

At this cul-de-sac
you remember
bravely facing
the world and all it
entailed,

knitting hands together
like strong cloth
while the tires
hummed along
deserted roads;

as you continually
reach toward the wheel
let me remind
you

what it felt like to
move

and damn
the consequences.

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Posted June 27th, 2005 in poetry. Tagged: .

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