when i was a kid we would go to young’s bakery and get smiley face cookies with thick yellow glaze
i always got a gingerbread man with raisin eyes and buttons down his front
run run as fast as you can you can’t catch me i’m the gingerbread man
the bakery is long gone but the memory remains frozen in my mind forever
so many things are gone but live on in my skull never to be forgotten even if i want them out
run run as fast as you can you can’t catch me i’m the gingerbread man
stolen kisses under the bridge from lips that promised a temporary forever breathlessly
words of love words of hate words of anger words of joy words unrepentant uttered
run run as fast as you can you can’t catch me i’m the gingerbread man
i became the gingerbread man running on a treadmill a hamster in a wheel pumping faster along
no matter how fast the past catches up no matter the endurance memory never tires
run run as fast as you can you can’t catch me i’m the gingerbread man
i would eat the arms then the legs of the hapless raisin eyed bastard saving the head for last everytime
now time does the same to me sore knees torn shoulders but my mind remains willfully obstinate
run run as fast as you can you can’t ditch me i am your too clear memory man
I love this poem, it’s so true. I love those days where you can walk around without a phone in your hand, have a dollar in your pocket and own the world, buy real candy and enjoy stolen kisses under bridges or behind trees. For me, it was Teddy Bear biscuits. “No, not the knees” Teddy Bear pleads as I bite off his feet. To funny. 🙂 And yes my knees do ache today. Cheers.
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sorry about the knees, maybe it is the teddy bear revenge
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Maybe! 🙂
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