movement
when i walk through doors i think about people
gossipping about me walking through a door
how i swing, swing and the swinging
wanting a long walk home
they literally killed him
and then they revived him
i cannot speak for the hand holders
or the sweat they put up with
cannot stand standing on an escalator
though i prefer it to sitting
i was just on the slowest elevator in the universe
it was like flying slow
ok, i'll go or get going
i can see where i'll be is elsewhere
25 July 2011
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