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Saturday, January 23, 2010

Little Feet

You said you couldn’t do this any more
And the phone went dead
Exactly what I knew you’d say
At your last call.

You worried I would chase you
Persistent in my quest.
Did I surprise you?
I made no effort.

Once that pattern is begun
I would have chased you forever
Out the door, down the highway
Seeking your arms and charms.

Not being Atlas
I cannot hold your world.
You are free.
Run fast, little feet, run.

He who does not love you
Awaits you.
The honorless
Honors you.

Run fast, little feet, run.

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