Saturday, May 28, 2005

#89 The Anger of the gods

Most of the day they
paced themselves,
taking it in turns
to ride, to drive, to
sit behind. But as they
neared the top of
Mt Olympus, the gods
grew angry at such
equality & pushed the car
a little faster. Nothing
seemed to change inside.
On the roof the rider
struggled to survive.


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