Street roots
7
Sept. 27, 2013
Time Warp
by Mike Vance
I’d start my story in the present,
the almighty here and now!
The hair splitting moment
when lightening and thunder
Separate the painful past
from the future.
I’d find peace and joy
n every moment
from here on out.
My fears and hatreds would melt
like nuclear glass
and drip through the core of the earth,
Setting my soul free to fly
with the hawks and the blue herons.
High above the muck and the mire
of all this shit
that really doesn’t matter anyhow!
So here I go!
Catch me if you can!