Rat Race Poem by Bryan Riley

Rat Race



In an instant-
gone!
pulsing, beating
bleeding
crushing the air
out of the
lungs
Frantic, rushing
toward
No Particular
Destination-
screeching to
an unexpected
halt
confused:
cold
tired
AFRAID

-all crashing in!

Sto-p (hush)
-Breathe...

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Bryan Riley

Bryan Riley

Salem, Massachusetts
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