s-a-t-u-r-d-a-y night!
this girl knows how to party
going round and round
~
i've never been
to the great cities of the world
nor to the exotic places
exotic to me
i want to walk on the beach at ipanema
i'd like to see if paris
is what literature says it is
i do think san francisco is a great city
great in a funked-up way
famous for its hills and haight
for its queers and beats
i'd like to walk the welsh hills
i'd like to eat at an outdoor cafe in ho chi minh city
i want to see the flora and fauna of costa rica
and stare at the pacific from concepción
~
one day turns into the next
and here i am
trudging up and down these hills with the tourists
dreaming of too many things
~
i'm running circuits
~
pick a direction and go
choose a line and follow it
~
i come from a long line of worker bees
it hasn't been in our nature to be adventurous
i don't know how to do it
where to begin
~
it's raining
i won't run today
i'm torn between rio and the north of england
i'm chilly
and leaning toward the sun
i'm lonely
and leaning toward rose
i can almost feel the sun on my shoulders
i can almost feel her in my arms
~
i have pandora
on oldies
i'm hearing the circle game
and that
is exactly the game i'm playing
~
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2015-08-09 at 05:18
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