boy with a coin
2.27.2009
There he goes again. Staring into the far distance, hoping someday meaning will engrave his life. He's driving, drifting into nothingness, hoping someday truth will prevail. He's fading, disintegrating amongst the chilly fog, hoping someday this light will break him free. He's learning, experiencing failure, hoping someday it will all pay off. He's doubting, drowning beneath the rapid rivers of lies, hoping someday this rock will hold him from straying. He's daring, willing to prove his masculinity, hoping someday he wouldn't have to. He's burning, igniting bridges on fire, hoping someday these won't ever haunt him. He's following, pondering these footprints, hoping someday they will lead to answers. He's renewing, replenishing from a past, hoping someday he'll gain the spiritual inspiration he needs. He's pacing, walking up to speed, hoping someday he'll know what to do. He's waiting, confidently leaving his left hand out, hoping someday she will walk him through a tranquil endeavor.
But for now, there he goes, staring into the far distance.
sincerely, Rm , 11:51 AM,
