revolt

Posted on February 11, 2011 by owl

a closed but not locked door
and you go careening down the hallway
bitching at walls and skidding around corners
falling down the stairs
mucking in the mud down there
wrecking the time as much as you can to feed the day its due

revolt, revolt

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2 Responses to revolt

jasminembla says:

February 12, 2011 at 2:36 pm

I like this a lot! There are so many ways to read it.

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prarieblake says:

February 13, 2011 at 3:52 pm

It is really great. I agree completely. I can feel the phrases but have no idea what’s happening or why.

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