we’re all dragging the weight of the world behind us –
the gait widens, slows –
when you see those old men bounding, that’s a type of panic.
children aren’t careless – but carefree (as it should be).
we truck-and-trailer through life. our strife – and all we’ve collected, based largely around what we’ve neglected –
tags along on the ride for free.
that’s as i…
