Flee

“Flee, flee! Run for your lives!”

how much we would all like to flee
this grim reality,
these strange set of experiences
in this odd world.

sick and twisted are not they
but we.
sad to understand that “all men” falling short
incudes me.

running, running, running.
but who do we flee?
are we really separate from
sin?

wind rushing through my hair
as i run far away from…

me