Saturday, February 4, 2012

Freeday

freeday

I was free for me the other day
Thinking of how to make it last and stay
The day so close, I walked the streets,
With the traffic behind, beside,
In front of me
Honking and barking all over free

Is it all about me I thought
As the day drove into a parking lot
Then dozens of past came hurling at me
I whisked away from the stationed plot
Struggled and ran and felt a cramp
There inside me was a traffic jam

I smelt of yellow books as I'd touch her nose
Came running and rushing the thorn and the rose
On the bus, in the talks,
On the run and in the walks
I loved to be with you all the time
The love stayed on but fled the time

Now in the dark, is the tired day
It didn't last, it didn't stay
I heard a brake in the moving space
And watched me drive
In living race
A little far and free of me.