Monday, November 21, 2011

springer fever

Dreams drive me up this mountain.
Rising above the stench of town,
A familiar scent greets me.

Everything electric spreads out,
Like Christmas lights below.
I could easily leave this behind.

Breathing deeply and smelling.
Thinking we can never have
What we fear to grasp.

3 comments:

Caleb Boyle said...

Matt,

Are you hinting about an upcoming AT hike?

Alvaro said...

This "fever" posting, completely useful..

mkirk said...

one comment = warm

one comment = cold