Music stuff. 
Film stuff. Here's something I just wrote on the way to Florida.
The Seconds...
Unspoken for
With lights ahead and night behind
How many hours can I fake
In toxic motion
With substance favor and substance blinds
How far will this car go
Tank unattended
In a race on the road...
Is there a bottom to the pit
Is there a sky to the world
How much darkness can I put behind me
Before the light bends and the day breaks
I'm hidden in time
As wheels tarnish the ground
The moment is sated and
The seconds are now
No comments:
Post a Comment