03 September 2005

wandering pedestal

drive those sweet roads
th 2 lanes of life & death

th heart-pit stops
makes hands out of nothing but
come she says

one more lover
one less life

never, and all i've heard
~sea sons
fall just a step away
and winter was warm inside ( really?

storm in my speech
where does th hurricane holds its water
and no one listens to a simple
warming

can't reality man stop th trucks
how beautiful new tires can be tho

we live to drive and be free
to take right turns
and reveal misery in war again

but how can it feel a moment
tangle, car crash
shadowy sludge
no beautiful & comment

time spina reason
time spina reason

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