December 6, 2010 § 2 Comments

thoughts that rock
with the beat of the clock
breaths that divide
the white lines that guide
fists that pound
with the pulse of the ground
lungs that blur
the iced breath of the world
chests that thrive
on the air that’s alive
colors that fade
as earths walls fall away
a body that sings
with the power speed brings
a heart that beats
in the soles of the feet
that pound pavement.



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