Tag: rush

  • 472

    Each thing I do I rush through so I can do something else. In such a way do the days pass— a blend of stock car racing and the never ending building of a gothic cathedral. Through the windows of my speeding car, I see all that I love falling away: books unread, jokes untold, […]

  • 51

    The fault is mine, that like a balloon ascending the sky, I could not be doted on and rushed from your gentle hand first wind, needing oblivion to love you better.