Faster than light, a poem.

Posted byEugene HardyPosted inPersonal Journal, PoetryTags:, , , , , ,

I ran and ran,
but couldn’t catch him.

He dwindled,
his form growing smaller.

Did he run from me because my fire
and love were just too much?

Or was it my B.O.?
Was it too light or
did it kill his nose?

Next time,
I’ll be faster than light.

Published by Eugene Hardy

Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry.