the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Make Your Points (Each One Counts)

The first stone:
It isn't a matter of who throws it,
But where it lands.
Obsessing over measurements,
I taunt two buckets and balance beam.
To take is to give, and I'd rather live without
The time solidified under pressure
Turned to sharp rocks I pick from my feet.
Walk it off, but don't you dare walk out,
The engine is screaming and you've only to shout,
Kick into the gear that won't get you kicked out.

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