"You're just doing a favor for a friend.
So don't worry if it's not your best.
Just get out there and do it."
But when do the favors stop being favors?
Pedal
weighed down with worries-
Wheel
locked in place by fear
I speed into a busy intersection,
both armless
and legless.
Motion
a change in position or time...
...But I'm not going anywhere...
Everything is coming to me.
And it's coming slowly.
It's dark now.
I can't see you--
standing in that intersection,
but I know you're there.
And I will hit you.
Eventually.
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 5:48 PM UTC
"You're just doing a favor for a friend.
So don't worry if it's not your best.
Just get out there and do it."
But when do the favors stop being favors?
Pedal
weighed down with worries-
Wheel
locked in place by fear
I speed into a busy intersection,
both armless
and legless.
Motion
a change in position or time...
...But I'm not going anywhere...
Everything is coming to me.
And it's coming slowly.
It's dark now.
I can't see you--
standing in that intersection,
but I know you're there.
And I will hit you.
Eventually.
