//------------------------------// // Keep Moving // Story: The Spike Poem Anthology II // by Zephyr Spark //------------------------------// You stretch your body idly amidst a field of golden daisies The scent wafts in your nose. Your eyelids droop. You could stay here. Away from life and her pains. Away from the sticks that crack Away the rocks that smash The words that scar stay away Those you love. You trudge away back into the tunnel where you belong In life, with your friends.