Behind my superman

long time no write pix crap.. yay =)


Pace is drawing the line
Between up slope, black
and concrete white.
Like gait maker in its breaths,
but without foresight.
I construe looking away, the black
and hoping light.
Pausing the second abreast.


Behind my superman, in behind myself
Defy my gravity, stopped, myself.

across my giants, favour thee.
behind my superman, over myself.


whenitdoesn'tstop
.
itlookslikeastraightline
.
it'snotit
.
just, cheap wind.


cute servant, poor victim.
tossed my pinch of sympathy and moved on quickly,
do i? or did i just stopped?
saved the rest for myself, because i deserve it,
do i? or did i just stopped?

i live my time, you, yours.
an ounce from our world make yours.
..

it goes both ways.