topic: green streets and shady lanes by Aaron Michaelin those days where time
ran like waste through a garbage disposal
(those moments that we sqaundered)
on streets paved with the scrapes
that we suffered in pursuit of fun
and sunlit summer days
i may have taken life for granted,
but i was free.
ignorance, like heroin,
makes you feel whole,
till it ultimately becomes
all you are.
hiding in the shade to cool down
from the exertion of attempting to climb a hill
that had nothing on the other side
never thinking i should have learned
how precious time was.
but those streets and shaded glades never
saw the soles of my shoes.
i was far too busy frying ants with a magnifying glass. 07/30/2006 Author's Note: topic from Chelle Angelini
Posted on 07/30/2006 Copyright © 2024 Aaron Michael
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Posted by Michelle Angelini on 07/31/06 at 07:50 PM This is wonderful, Aaron. I like what you did with the topic. Yes, sometimes we get caught up in the small details, and forget to notice everything else around us.
~Chelle~ |
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