One is alone in
a colorful embrace and a symphony
of sounds,
a pungent breath and green grass all around.
One more is alone next to one.
Why can’t one do nothing but run?
Leaving one more senseless,
One is left defenseless.
Keep one
Drifting and smashing into every
mind tingling sensation,
and the possibility of running
away…into is emancipation!
a colorful embrace and a symphony
of sounds,
a pungent breath and green grass all around.
One more is alone next to one.
Why can’t one do nothing but run?
Leaving one more senseless,
One is left defenseless.
Keep one
Drifting and smashing into every
mind tingling sensation,
and the possibility of running
away…into is emancipation!
7/20/97
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