Sent: 4/30/2006 10:42 PM
does anyone think about the Horse
lined up along Central Park South?
looking, seeing
into the windsheilds
of taxis flying by
waiting for a slap
on the behind
living
but not the life
running, flying
through
the wooded
hills
there must be
something more
than the life of a central
parked horse
tied up
and bound
with blinders looking
towards a mirrior
of the tailgate
before her
He only listens
to the touch
on his ass
as to when
to begin walking
so he should be
starting
instead of simply
being a slave
within a cemit
concrete
statue
prohibited from
galloping
in wide open spaces
hearing, singing songs
of running the stampede
through Your Open Door
horses running
wild and free
and held in Arms
Loving without reigns
God, let that Central Park
Horse
be stretched
out
across
the wide
green and blue
towards
the orange
blazing sun.
Son
