Tonight I found
myself in a
parking lot.
I jumped,
I ran,
I slid,
and I smiled.
I, once again
looked for
shortcuts to
ordinary life
such as: crammed buses
and their empty roofs.
the moon looked
sharp,
and I wasn't worried
of anyone else;
but me.
eluding merely
six vehicles in a
free-way
because I
like the rush
next to death.
but I was breathing,
more alive than ever,
with a board
on 4-wheels
gripped.
and proud to be
lost,
proud to be
nothing,
proud to feel
like I did first,
5 years ago.
and I was happy.
Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 10:38 AM UTC
Tonight I found
myself in a
parking lot.
I jumped,
I ran,
I slid,
and I smiled.
I, once again
looked for
shortcuts to
ordinary life
such as: crammed buses
and their empty roofs.
the moon looked
sharp,
and I wasn't worried
of anyone else;
but me.
eluding merely
six vehicles in a
free-way
because I
like the rush
next to death.
but I was breathing,
more alive than ever,
with a board
on 4-wheels
gripped.
and proud to be
lost,
proud to be
nothing,
proud to feel
like I did first,
5 years ago.
and I was happy.
