All my girls were on the mountain today: Kat, Bonnie, Mellissa, Felicia and Bobby. Felicia often beats us to the mountain in the morning. No matter how crazy you are, there's always one crazier. She goes up and down while it's still dark. Twice now we've been to the top with her, today, we snapped her pic.
Todays poetry by your bobJuan:
came down the mountain alone
the sun less than an inch
from the horizon
i will not call it orange or pinkish
you know that morning color with no name
i slow down
breath, breath again, look, stop
ignore the rush when you get the chance
stop the rush
this life, this earth, my precious life
i let some tears out
what the hell are we doing?
what am I doing?
who made up this game I’m playing
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