Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Shoot For the Stars

He was fond of clichés:
danced like no one was watching
loved like he’d never been hurt
shot for the stars
followed he heart.

This was problematic,
because he was not perceptive.
People were watching.
He was getting hurt with regularity.

He followed his heart,
which he always called his north star.
A few months back
the metaphor was forgotten.
He froze to death
200 kilometers short
of the Northern Territories.

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