Tuesday, 26 January 2010

follow behind you

Following behind you
without hesistantion or doubt
is me, your pack mule,
admittedly I'd be cursing
and moaning through gritted teeth
during stumbling steep climbs.
Summitt views, spoilt
as I gasp for deep sweaty breaths
Unfocused photographs
captured with a camera timer
i still cannot work.
With my Ray Mears skills
I'd improvised a hammock
to keep you out of the
reach of creepy crawlies
as I stand guard
with a long stick.
When you tire
I would scoop you up
in my arms and carry you.
Whether just down the road
or the otherside of this planet
anywhere would be home
as long as its with you.

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