drifting
wheels spin in circles around the night when i pulled out of my mind.
hear the consistant squeeking of breaks
and the hot waxy smell of clean windows
all the night
i was watching signs
and tricking them with my headlights
making them flash
reading quickly as i pass them by
I thought it was handicapped
but it was only marked 25
when and where did i want to go
why did it matter what i say
or if i answer my telephone
im racing free now
highways and boulavards to come
driving amidst stationary corn feilds,
drooping trees make overhangs
and dents in my car
but i just want to drive to drive
forget about the world outside
to drive
to drive
to drive
no more rear-view mirror
12:40 pm - Sunday, Nov. 17, 2002
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