Thursday, April 4, 2013

Aerodynamic

Welcome to the soap-box
Derby of well being.
Gravity rules the race.
Contestants disappear

Down a bottomless hill.
The winners, or at least
The most admired, are those
Staying upright longest

And gone farthest downslope
At the moment they crash
And vanish, although points
Go to high speed and style.

You can whittle corners,
Become a trim machine,
Build out of balsa,
Organics, yoga, prayer,

Nothing but earth-friendly
Materials. Your wheels
Spin in calm contentment,
Parasols, robes, and flags

Protect your decorum.
You may glide forever,
Serenely over cliffs.
You are out of control.

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