hands clawing at the gaps and
gasps of stale air
trigger my
toes pressing against this vacant lot
head chained to the engine
red lips sucking in ignition
drive away
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“You must want to fly so much you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.”
"How does one become a butterfly?” she asked pensively © 2008. Blog design by Fernando Coello (Randomness)
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