I've been murdered
and every step is fire,
treading on
brand new asphalt
in the Grand Canyon.
All I want now is
a solid workout -
push-ups until my arms
no longer function,
until the only movement
I can manage is
a feeble thumbs up,
enough to tell
the forlorn paramedic
I forgive his lateness.
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Playing on my iTunes at this very moment:
Xavier Rudd, Messages
