a monster crying

[automatictommy]

i can project me into a window
the fog drawings and bridge gaps
water rushing just beyond the hill
and the metal bringing us there
with our engine spitting soot
leaving foot prints everywhere and seat belts
branding death claiming happy rides
between dashboards and leather. listen
to the brushes swish out a meter
counting beats like ribbons as
time continues its dance - look!
a monster crying and
last week's lyrics.