Sat side long in the car
Arms folded over the seat belt,
Take a walk on the wild side!
It's as close as I get
To feeling a little adrenaline,
Once in a while.
Watching as the biscuit moon,
Stained by the pollution seeping out
From the very guide that
Keep us on the road now.
Watch as steely clouds
Rush by,
And feel the wind whip up my hair
About my face
And the cigarette in my hand
Burn closer and closer to skin.
Young summer trees,
Just ghostly shadows in this
Deceitful half-light.
Making things reappear,
And disappear just as fast,
When the tears blur the road.
Cats eye glimmer on the path,
White paws thud soundlessly
To the sanctuary of the garden wall,
Sat like a sentinal,
In that half second
Watches me pass by.
Bass from the speakers,
Thudding throught the car seat,
I can't hear anything.
No melody,
No drum,
No achingly sweet voice,
In my head my own song sings along
To a tune no longer hummed,
No longer listened to,
Except in my darkest hours.
Backend swings out in conflict
To the pressure of a foot on metal,
Driver hoots in victory
As the little shed makes it around the bend.
And I sit, swinging along to this bumpy ride,
Like a passenger,
In the passenger seat,
Enjoying the view,
With my eyes closed,
And my fingers crossed.
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