Friday, January 30, 2009

Please do not sit there so still the next time the winter wind blows.
Hypothermia can murder a Mastodon and in your sooth you know-
That you are not a creature of such massive size. Experience shows
you must not amble on to petrify but instead pick up the pace and run.
While it is also true that fear can freeze, Father Time shall not be stunned.
When the water of the world stagnates, pray for the rain to fall anew.
Noah saw the water alter- his thirst was not quenched by dew.

To my skin Ill apply a steel wool pad and scrub off the burr
that attached when I clung to a drowning tree. From the muck I stir ...
If I must bleed for my vigilance, this pain I shall outlast.
"You have no choice." says the voice. You cannot change the past.

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