Clear a mountain path
Subdue a wild thing
Touch and suck
Corrupt yourself and hang it from a beam

Choke it, whip it, tear it down
And hope it doesn’t smile
Live your life by the minute
And never by the mile

I’ve run so long and don’t know why
That I’m afraid to ask
I look inside, it’s always deep
But what’s behind the mask

A teacher and a student
They both look up at me
The beginning and the end
It’s all I ever see

© 2/16/1998
William Grant Preston

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