The essence
of life
never fails
us, even
in the mean
streets
the dreams
that break
Spirit,
the rapture
of light
disappearing
from sight
when needed
most,
deepest
fantasies
are part of
the secret
they lie
inside the
curve, the
bend in the
road where
you take
a chance,
and if we
only live
once, then
let this time
shine,
in pain
in love
in gain
the profit
earned with
the human
touch
will tear
your heart
apart
until strings
of remorse
strangle the
raw and pure
passion
instilled at
birth, the
final push
into this world
comes with
a pass, one
way, all day
so use up
those hours
and days
don’t look
back,
it’s useless
to regret,
admit it,
you’re hooked
on the ride,
so relax,
rebel,
enjoy
find your
spot, and
give it
all you’ve got…

 

©J.W.WINSLOW 1/1/13