The bare weight of wind
kept us alive that black night
kids against the world
suited for space
we drove that rusty honda
and made faces at the passerbys
their lines intersecting
like moonbeams
across the endless stretch
Your angle suits you now
trajectory too
mechanically fit for fun
I'm the one
in apple red
dancing your garden to shreds
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 10:46 PM UTC
The bare weight of wind
kept us alive that black night
kids against the world
suited for space
we drove that rusty honda
and made faces at the passerbys
their lines intersecting
like moonbeams
across the endless stretch
Your angle suits you now
trajectory too
mechanically fit for fun
I'm the one
in apple red
dancing your garden to shreds