On a long car ride home,
I'll lean into my backpack and jacket and nap...
but before i fall asleep,
i look out the back window, up into the cold dead sky
and watch as the clouds move above me.
I'll wake up an awkward 20 minutes later with a kink in my neck
and some lines from seams in my cheek.
The radio plays oldies
that the driver knows all the words to,
and i've heard too many times.
I imagine the same song
being played off the same record
over
and over
every time it was heard
and think about use and age and wear and tear
then rips in reality
then movies and the matrix
and the force
and all the forces that weigh us down...
like gravity
responsibility or obligation.
I wouldn't be in this car if it wasn't for force.
I wouldn't be in many situations if it wasn't for force.
I imagine how different i would be
or how different everyone would be
if it wasn't for the push of civilization
or money and being proper.
My face like a thunderstorm.
Dec 18, 2012
Dec 18, 2012 at 9:12 PM UTC
On a long car ride home,
I'll lean into my backpack and jacket and nap...
but before i fall asleep,
i look out the back window, up into the cold dead sky
and watch as the clouds move above me.
I'll wake up an awkward 20 minutes later with a kink in my neck
and some lines from seams in my cheek.
The radio plays oldies
that the driver knows all the words to,
and i've heard too many times.
I imagine the same song
being played off the same record
over
and over
every time it was heard
and think about use and age and wear and tear
then rips in reality
then movies and the matrix
and the force
and all the forces that weigh us down...
like gravity
responsibility or obligation.
I wouldn't be in this car if it wasn't for force.
I wouldn't be in many situations if it wasn't for force.
I imagine how different i would be
or how different everyone would be
if it wasn't for the push of civilization
or money and being proper.
My face like a thunderstorm.
