in the wild, there is nothing mild,
oh sure, there are sedate centipedes,
bobbing butterflies, owl calls that
echo along forest walls, even the plants
can supplant your will to live,
but today
a different sort of experience,
they showed their teeth,
the puffed and snorted,
I didn't dare retort,
and did not make eye contact,
then on the streets,
some physically assault,
some slink in shadows,
take out hockey moms,
and eighty year women
with purses, curse these cowards,
but today,
surrounded in a confrontation zone,
my heart beat wildly in my chest,
my arms and legs felt heavy and tired,
I prayed for protection in this test,
of wills, they flex their muscled limbs and
are not alone, while I flew solo,
at ground level, staring bared teeth,
and territorial ownership at stake,
I was looking for two dumbbells to finish
my work out
©DWE012014
Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC
in the wild, there is nothing mild,
oh sure, there are sedate centipedes,
bobbing butterflies, owl calls that
echo along forest walls, even the plants
can supplant your will to live,
but today
a different sort of experience,
they showed their teeth,
the puffed and snorted,
I didn't dare retort,
and did not make eye contact,
then on the streets,
some physically assault,
some slink in shadows,
take out hockey moms,
and eighty year women
with purses, curse these cowards,
but today,
surrounded in a confrontation zone,
my heart beat wildly in my chest,
my arms and legs felt heavy and tired,
I prayed for protection in this test,
of wills, they flex their muscled limbs and
are not alone, while I flew solo,
at ground level, staring bared teeth,
and territorial ownership at stake,
I was looking for two dumbbells to finish
my work out
©DWE012014
yup at the gym again
muscular workout
and boy those
boys can be aggressive,
must be the juice,
or the lives loose,
they live, working it out
putting on mass, too bad you can't gain class...
maybe when they find their maturity, out from under that rock
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