I'm so alive I can feel the blood pounding in my head

We move against the wind

Crushing stems and churning mud


Also known as the colon on legs

Doesn't want to go this way

Leaving the idle herd far behind

But I'm sticking on like a burr

No matter how she reels and plunges.

Dusk illuminates each halo'ed blade

The wire fence looms, a gate!

But suddenly

I'm on my *** in the grass.

Hazel87 Hazel87
22-25, F
Mar 28, 2010