Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Running With Scissors
Mar 23 2009


Running with scissors.
Running on empty.
Running out
of your last chance.

Being run ragged,
feeling run down,
running it into the ground.

Running in place,
the run of the place,
the run of luck
that just ran out.

It runs like a dream,
a run on the bank,
running quickly
out of thanks.

Run on the spot
run ‘til you drop
run
like you'll never get caught.

It runs in the family, you say.
Like the long distance runner
still lonely,
trying to run away.

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