Tuesday, March 01, 2005
Morning Commute

I can't
go fast enough
towards it, this fat blue sky,
this flood above my knuckles and
the wheel.


Comments:
I like this one more than "Beautiful Day," as it feels less harsh, yet still full of the energy of the moment. I think it's the urgency of the opening phrase, the word "can't" reminding us of the impossibility of the desire. Also, I like "fat blue sky."
 
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