I surely cannot keep living like this.
Daily routines are shattered by dreams of screams
Echoing like those off a mountaintop
Not triumphant
But longing to keep climbing--
Always keep climbing.
I want to howl and scream and kick and jump
off the rooftops
of Cleveland, Chicago, Tempe, everywhere;
I want to lick sunshine acid from
fingers and cheeks and mouths;
I want to go on a spiritual journey
with strangers
And run.
Whether it is through dirt paths or city streets
it does not matter
For continue running we shall.
Because I know that if I stay
in this apartment, this building,
this block among identical blocks
that can only truly be understood
by the all-seeing eyes of a plane,
I will surely perish long before I die.
Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 7:15 PM UTC
I surely cannot keep living like this.
Daily routines are shattered by dreams of screams
Echoing like those off a mountaintop
Not triumphant
But longing to keep climbing--
Always keep climbing.
I want to howl and scream and kick and jump
off the rooftops
of Cleveland, Chicago, Tempe, everywhere;
I want to lick sunshine acid from
fingers and cheeks and mouths;
I want to go on a spiritual journey
with strangers
And run.
Whether it is through dirt paths or city streets
it does not matter
For continue running we shall.
Because I know that if I stay
in this apartment, this building,
this block among identical blocks
that can only truly be understood
by the all-seeing eyes of a plane,
I will surely perish long before I die.
