~erin. makes me hold my breath.
makes my hands shake.
makes my calves burn
as i walk fasterandfasterandfaster
to reach my destination--
both feet off the ground,
down and running--
off she goes,
disappearing into the crowd,
"she's goin' places."
phil I don't seem to be in a hurry
slowness is my friend
nothing seems to go wrong
when you let
what is supposed to be
a horibble consequence ... happen
I am in no hurry to change my future
or to build tommorrow
I would much rather
take the two cents worth
in this despicable climate
what's it to you?
who go