The Guest Poem by Nick Lacey

The Guest



Lost in a world of social norms
Walking through the day of storms
Watching everyone as they sprint
Out of the corner of my eye, I catch a glint
She's not running like the rest
Here in this world, she seems a guest
Watching and waiting for someone or something
Waiting on the world to see what it brings.

Sunday, May 13, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: running,storms,world
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Nick Lacey

Nick Lacey

Charleston, South Carolina
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