Untitled (Running Love)

Hearing your voice

A comment on desire

Traveling in taxis

That take you no where

To find the feeling

Pulsating

Feel the beating in your heart

Run through your veins

Pumping and thrive

Red booths full of numbers

Make a call to the sea

All the “ans”

Surrounding lights

And fog inset in my eyes

Swishhhhh.....

Run by, Run by -

Choosing the life you had

The drugs I saved

The friends I had

Taking the dog bites out of your leg

Feeling the Beatles crossing Abbey Road

And Bananas between pussy lips

Feeling the feelings I found

Wishing I had not written the ones for bartenders

Feeling the revolutions in my head

And the revolution uprising

The dog continues to run

Around the track

And then its dead.

© 1998 David Greg Harth

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