Thursday, September 8, 2016

8620. ANOTHER SEMBLANCE

ANOTHER SEMBLANCE
One miserable headache. Harsh light
like a tunnel strobe. A million
things, going nowhere. This kid's
12 years old, in spikes, but how
do you stop a dream?
-
Now, time was running out 
and I realized soon I'd have 
to get off my ass. Doing 
something wasn't  the battle, 
and the battle wasn't enough.
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So, then, what do you want to be
when you grow up? I wonder.
Still, look at them, lined up at
the very spacious bar. 

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