Wide eyed.
Breathing fast.
Heart racing.
Pacing and pacing.
What's next?
Seconds drag by.
The mind circles and circles.
Like crows round carrion.
Grabbing.
Trying to fill the future.
Satisfy the urge.
The race.
Give it up.
Move on.
Sunday, 29 April 2012
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