|| Five Minute Lines ||
Sometimes, I hold my own feet to the fire. I require writing - five minutes or more- sometimes pen and ink, sometimes computer screen... the timer is set- enough stalling, let's go...
~*~
Of all the venom that entered my veins, being told to drive from the highest bridge I could find still circulates between my heart and my mind.
In Savannah, the Talmadge Bridge spans the state line.
It is the highest in town one can find.
The night he told me to drive off, I found myself driving over instead.
Defiantly, I chose to persist, despite knowing he loved me not.
I turned around and drove home again, awaiting miracles of any kind.
~*~
Sometimes, I hold my own feet to the fire. I require writing - five minutes or more- sometimes pen and ink, sometimes computer screen... the timer is set- enough stalling, let's go...
~*~
Of all the venom that entered my veins, being told to drive from the highest bridge I could find still circulates between my heart and my mind.
In Savannah, the Talmadge Bridge spans the state line.
It is the highest in town one can find.
The night he told me to drive off, I found myself driving over instead.
Defiantly, I chose to persist, despite knowing he loved me not.
I turned around and drove home again, awaiting miracles of any kind.
~*~