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[greenstorm]

Speaking of desire--
to dive into life like a wave
not sure about coming up for breath;
how a kite is nothing
without string.

(Unknown, on transit busses in 2009 in Vancouver)

Comments

[yarrowkat]

that's poignant

[greenstorm]

Yeah. It's one of the poems posted inside the busses, and it's haunted me for more than a decade now.