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These tired paths
Posted by Laura, Nov 7, 2007. 487 views. ID = 296
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 | I was bored in class, and tired of doodling, so I wrote this. |  | This post has been awarded 14 stars by 4 readers. |
The road is running somewhere
below my feet, or maybe it's
lost in sleep, as I would
hope to be, laying passive
as all runs over on its
way to somewhere else.
And yet roads stay and
never move as I do,
down every straightaway,
steering every curve in search
of sleep around the bend,
down past the lines of trees
that flank these tired paths,
and stand pointing to the
dark sky in cold repose.
If I could take some rest
from them, and let the humming
wheels soothe me to sleep
against cool asphalt with
pine trees above me, I would
be happy - happy if it all
just stopped running.
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Comments
Josiah T.
Nov 8, 2007 | Heh heh. Yup, I know what that feels like. Fortunatly not while I was driving... :-P
~Posted by Josiah T., Nov 8, 2007 | 
Mathax
Nov 9, 2007 | aren't you suppose to be paying atention in class?
~Posted by Mathax, Nov 9, 2007 | 
Douglas
Nov 9, 2007 | so...was the pun in the title intentional?
~Posted by Douglas, Nov 9, 2007 |
Laura
Nov 9, 2007 | Hmmm... I titled it after one of the lines - is there a pun here I'm missing? lol
~Posted by Laura, Nov 9, 2007 |
Douglas
Nov 9, 2007 | tired. sleepy.
tired. as in tires going over them. ;D
~Posted by Douglas, Nov 9, 2007 |
Laura
Nov 11, 2007 | Ooooh, good one! Uh, yeah, I totally intended that :-D Not really, but it does work :-)
~Posted by Laura, Nov 11, 2007 |
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