If you escape. <br />We loosen the grip of trust. <br />A Spider's web dances. <br />As the wind creates poetic lust. <br /> <br />And the world is your oyster. <br />So the feeling remains. <br />you hold the thread. <br />cut loose, with blood stains. <br /> <br />Follow the yelow brick road. <br />And skip once more. <br />Put your ears to the wall. <br />And watch your jaw hits the floor.<br /><br />Eddie Mitchell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/further-thinking/
