Walk the mile

It is suddenly,
A little loud
A tad too cacophonous
In your world.

Sickness - like an answer
Settles with wet legs
On your dazzled heart.

You lay paralyzed,
Glaring at walls of photographs
Remembering.

Swirling smoke from half-spent cigars,
Songs of posterity - nestle
In red corners of your eyes.

The doing needs to be done,
You stick a needle in your shoe,
Walk the mile.
Walk the mile.
Walk the mile.

July 19th, 2012