Monday, July 2, 2018

on the lamb

on the run
I'm fast, I know where
to go,
how to hide.
I know every hole
in the county.
every broken lock
and door that's left
open.
I won't be caught this
time.
i'm on the run, the lamb,
i'm in the wind.
i'll lay low for awhile,
change my name,
erase my past
and start all over again.

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