The hero ran along power lines
Jumping fence to mail box
Keeping pace with a particular car
Where sat a boy watching him
The boy would throw things up in the car
Or, out the window
Ignorant of his interest in relativity
And time; he remained curious
Growing older, but no more wise
He now drives the freeway
-~___~- one moment
In a glimpse of nostalgia
He spotted his long lost hero
Running on the power lines
Relative to his imagination
He never had perceived the form of the hero
But saw endless possibilities
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