rollinboyo
Bluelighter
eyes focused on the morning paper
steam drifts from your wake-me-up coffee
burnt bitter, black
just the way you like it
up you go now, off to the freeway
wristwatch, your shackle
strapping you to the steering wheel of your new Ford
hit the gas, hit the brake
off to the races with the rush hour lemmings
your mind, dazed for a moment
bogged down in cost-benefit analysis
didn't hear the horns blast or the tires squeal
now you're trapped, gazing up
skin burnt onto black leather
and you wonder if you'll really see a white light
finally your mind stops
and just before you shut your eyes
you see the open sky above
and a bird
flying free
steam drifts from your wake-me-up coffee
burnt bitter, black
just the way you like it
up you go now, off to the freeway
wristwatch, your shackle
strapping you to the steering wheel of your new Ford
hit the gas, hit the brake
off to the races with the rush hour lemmings
your mind, dazed for a moment
bogged down in cost-benefit analysis
didn't hear the horns blast or the tires squeal
now you're trapped, gazing up
skin burnt onto black leather
and you wonder if you'll really see a white light
finally your mind stops
and just before you shut your eyes
you see the open sky above
and a bird
flying free
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