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when licking certainty
by Lindsay Sandersi chase the future
like your dog chases his tail,
like i chase my tale
that is scripted but
has yet to be played
out.
i touch certainty
like i lick the air
when gasping for
oxygen; though
my mind is fully
certain of itÂ’s exist-
ence, my taste buds
have yet to be
convinced.
i dance in the rain
like i dance in the sky
in a cloud
thus
in the rain
just in another
shape and form
just to prove that
i am capable of the
impossible.
02/02/2005 Author's Note: i'm chasing my muse like it is my future like a dog chases it's tail....
Posted on 02/02/2005
Copyright © 2024 Lindsay Sanders
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