Time to Not Choose

By , Lawrenceville, GA
Release the cold shrug of yesteryears
to mount stallions tamed by coarse black hair.

Someday you’ll stand feeling the ocean’s breath
lull you closer to greatness
and the hands of an antique clock will grab you,
begging you not to swim.





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