If my life was merely
a sweet-ecstatic-manic
Ride...
If this one ride was
metal-burnt fuel- stabbing- violent speed
furious sound
absorbed into
night-pavement
Pressed forcibly upon standers-by
(you would be an angel that
changed the ride
changed-my-time)
Monday, September 17, 2012
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