Friday, May 29, 2009


The saddness of a rainy day
I plead for where I go
I summon for a passing ride
They see invisible
To them I do implore my rage
Splashed and weary wet
Lean into her now broken vent
She moves aside with ease
I hold her tight against her door
She begs me Mister Please
Lights flash behind us now
She loses time from me
We open up the speeding door
She quickly disappears
Her tumbled mass a speed bump now
And I lose ten more years

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