Friday, January 20, 2012

Transitional Driving

Blue Sky Black Death - Where the sun beats
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ioRxD623Z1g

I run and run and take only short rests
The race against night which turns into day and
the race against day which turns into night
I cross great distances
a dog keeping pace with a sun
which easily slides across the sky
I can't stop, can't turn back
when it is lost,
when the sun is already across
either way is darkness
And I wish for the bed,
for the fire, for the meal,
for the peace
And I keep running.

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