Joined: 07 Mar 2007
Posts: 761
Location: Lakewood, CA
A GOers Time For DOing
12:13 PM
I'm listening to the obscurity of the station.
All I can hear is the humid afternoon hum
of the inner-city & suburbia, wasted.
Every single spirit is decaying, only leaving the glorified
cardboard apartments & symmetrical college blueprints
because having a busy schedule advocates for DOing.
12:17 PM
There is no point of GOing, we only go because going
is what GOers do. We want to be doers, & doers go,
so all that our spirits want to do is go and go and go.
The cannon train goes too, it goes for miles,
then screeches to a halt, reloads, and lets all of the
goers go back to doing so that they can go again tomorrow.
12:24
“All aboard!” and in minutes the missile has surged
through the tunnels of turmoil, foul language, and fallacy
and into the last remaining undeveloped slum of the area.
Nobody ever leaves at this stop. I don’t. You don’t. But this time
I do. And I go. So that I can Do...Go…Become…someone that
has flight & freedom. Independence. Something substantial.
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