Friday, June 10, 2011

That Lump In Your Throat

An old car stops at the end of the line,
Blindsided by the force of inescapable time: Chance,
The difference between a glance and a blow.
The difference between what I think and what I know is now time.
I'll have the time of my life, if I can only keep mine.
Please.

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