Read Between the Minds

we all
ran toward
the precipice
as fast as
we could
laughing
and
ignoring
the passage
of day into night
we
with our
peter pan syndrome
flew through the years
fighting pirates
and
slaying
corporate dragons
to fill our treasure chest
discussing
occasionally
over
glasses of fine wine
the true
purpose of life
realizing
all too late
about our final fate
and
when we tried
to slow
our momentum
we found
that our pace
despite
all our efforts
continued
to increase
nothing
we did
could slow
the inertia
to our
final
resting
place

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