29 October 2009 § Leave a comment
i’ve tugged tight on the laces
holding on my so(u)l
they circle my heart to keep the pieces
from falling back to you.
because the steady beat,
shoes talking to concrete
is a sway i fall into
like a circadian rhythm
to unconsciously move from you.
and i have music
for every strong and weak moment
and a God who never fails.
i’ve built a strength evidenced
in sure swift strides
and a lack of degrees
more than 90
(to keep me from looking back).
your words are big,
but they’re leaving me alone.
did you know i have a mind of my own?