YOU COME TOO
A second plane flies low over the watcher of squirrels and dogs swimming.
Friday, October 23, 2009
You're nothing unless you're moving.
I'm only learning now to keep my head up
and my smile quick
as a flash.
The faster you waste your youth
the better.
Let's just get
on with it
as the shells of the Atlantic rattle.
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