5.28.2009

rebirth



Up in arms
and out of breath
Running, skipping
cheating death
They'll unlock
the iron door
Cross the line
and kiss the floor
Feels the heat
upon his skin
Never to
go back again

3 comments:

  1. Perfect racing into the sunlight poem, Tina. Breathless almost.

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  2. Tina, you are the best thing I've discovered today!

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  3. I can't help wondering if they will find themselves in another cell with the passing of time. As always, much said and much left to ponder with a rhythm and an eye to detail.

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