Oct. 11, 2012
Observing Harold in Flight
Consider Harold and his life.
Harold's life's in flight,
cut cutting
thrust thrusting through the air
like a swan,
stream lined
and rocket fueled.
Harold flies so fast,
Faster than sound and light
'til everything dissolves around him.
He's just a speck of light,
a star until he supernovas.
And all the while Harold's zooming,
all the other stars are shooting,
and down below them all
spins the perfect perch,
round and wet
with plenty of spots in the shade.
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