Night driving
By Chad
white lines guidence signs empty roads traffic cones and lost souls Passing me by ...Your forty minute shelf life, ticks down in the half light, as the CD skipped through songs by Buffalo Tom... ghosts in transit worlds within worlds solitary and defined by these white lines these guidence signs ...These mornings are too cold But I guess the shaking proves I’m still alive... ... But I was barely awake... Written January 7th, 2002 © on Feb 23 2002 09:15 AM PST 0 • 10
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