BTC 59: Lumberjack legs into leapfrogs

From high is the strength of ten, of no men made weak and a veritable power force from the legs beneath. Technique shows a presence of loose thinking, absent minds and frogs jumping squats over the canopies of the forest. Felling timber is one game, the act of dodging death is quite another.

Two boxes on the wheels of backward compliance. Direction is a manager frothing at the mouth looking down into the dumpster for one more bite of the maggot infested pear.

One up. Two up. No more before the fall.

Aluminium trips a skip into the wall bearing a precursor to the future. Enough for those travelling wanderers facing upward from the corner bend. One over the slip down, crashing awkwardly and painfully for hilarity. High time swinging low moves save for the near swipe of strange flesh. One step too early and it's one grave to fate.

Pressure builds and the focus melts in the fall of heavy rain. Slippery is the case sapping energy by the second and leaving hours to inhale from the biceps and triceps, gone and wasted over the quadriceps. One or the other, and it's still a game of two choices.

Soon Van

Thursday, 29 March 2007 - 23:44

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