Saturday, April 19, 2014

The crawl.

Doubting the crawl in eager succession.
Slow paced and viral.
A stay of execution, 
  A broken heart on the sidewalk. 
    A chance to start new. 
      A lie

My second great tirade ends at dusk. 
The crawl will forever remain. 
One wonders if it is even worth it. 

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