feather-like sun
feather-like sun
you binge and you drive then you crash into that fiery furnace; so soft and safe. rip out the engine, foot on the brakes but it's to late, yes it's far too late for that. riding backwards, heading for the nowhere land lacking time and space, now your race must end.
revision decision: should we be animals or men? women and children will remain the same. when you come crashing down, we'll say it again and again; there is no end to this painfully dreadful trend.
this trend won't end till we're whole again.
we won't be whole till we're buried dead.
©2008 Kevin McNally
you binge and you drive then you crash into that fiery furnace; so soft and safe. rip out the engine, foot on the brakes but it's to late, yes it's far too late for that. riding backwards, heading for the nowhere land lacking time and space, now your race must end.
revision decision: should we be animals or men? women and children will remain the same. when you come crashing down, we'll say it again and again; there is no end to this painfully dreadful trend.
this trend won't end till we're whole again.
we won't be whole till we're buried dead.
©2008 Kevin McNally