Wednesday, April 20, 2011

100 Words

I was driving today.
Alone, thinking the road could never be long enough
to let all my thoughts find wings.
Music loud but not enough to drown me out.
Joyfully letting my heart be occupied,
making lists of all it is drawing out of the aether.

Blue Rodeo sang Bad Timing.
I thought of you.  And smiled.  Is this what we are?
Across all of these imaginary miles, are we coming together
or getting further apart?
Will our bodies ever meet our minds?

It is all there.  Riding particles that ebb and flow.
Moving streams of rocketing desire and destiny.

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