Sunday, August 02, 2009

Sweat (Original poem)

Pouring panting plaything of the gods

Body tossed with time and tension swollen with life

Melting point breaking point weighing the odds

To stay or go, beads break through & leak my internal strife

Time to fill know the drill

different every time

Head back one more lap

before holding what is mine

Now the real work begins

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