Thursday, August 19, 2010

Highllllo

Sit.
Start.
Accelerate.
Gaze.

But the lights coming towards you,
Are blarring.
The proof?
The stars.

And they hurt.
Oh, they hurt your eyes
To the point of pink.
The stars.

The music is luping.
While you check the clock,
It reads 10:38.
The stars.

Stop.
Off.
Walk.
Safe.

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