Archive for October 17th, 2011
Crashing Again
I’ve been waiting.
Maybe that’s not right.
My seat belt disintegrates.
I’m green soup through soft leather.
Days have just shortened.
I’m worse than dead.
Save me. Hang me.
Maybe that’s not right.
My seat belt disintegrates.
I’m green soup through soft leather.
Days have just shortened.
I’m worse than dead.
Save me. Hang me.
I’m scratching escape
with fingernails.
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