Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Tripped Up Ending

He is an oil glide 
On an information highway 
Attention intent on his rear view mirror 
Of his past
Missing out on the scenery of this 
Beautiful drive 
Never saying what he means 
Never meaning what he says 
Once must read between the crossing 
Of his lanes 
Capturing his life through the lens
Of his camera
Never present in the moment 
It is all a push and pull 
Swing and a miss
Never going with the flow 
We could have had a beautiful road
Trip never-ending 
Instead he was just a tripped up 
In the middle of my week.  

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