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ruNNinG into ReaLity

Posted to Poetry




I think I can do any anything,
with one hand tied, right in front of my face.
I'm bent over backwards, and making disasters of things that really don't matter anyways.
I'm dancing with fate, and it's resulting in headaches,
and sideways it seems.
Then I'm touching down for a landing,
and crashing accidentally,
into reality,
who afterwards was asking,
is this really happening,
and I say, I can't really be sure, my hand was in the way. The next few days I could be found in stages of healing,
and self medicating
from my run in with reality,
and I can still hear it asking,

is this really happening?

michael s. ferrell