Freedom
v.
Footsteps crunch.
Air cuts like knives as wheels
revert to stone.
Everything grinds.
Even the moon
is slow to rise.
Beneath us,
rivers wait
for Spring
and
freedom, always
freedom.
21/365
Posted in pick 52
Checkin' things out by the river.
Posted in pick 52
Footsteps crunch.
Air cuts like knives as wheels
revert to stone.
Everything grinds.
Even the moon
is slow to rise.
Beneath us,
rivers wait
for Spring
and
freedom, always
freedom.