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Jan 2023
daylight, daydream
fog up the windows
of your dated car

the sunrise waving
your denim jacket on my shoulders
my denim on your floor

veins, ventricles
road signs catching up
steady speed

red lights blinking
blue eyes blinking  
dopamine rushes

polite passengers
moving vehicles
i’ve never been more alive

yet the blood keeps shivering
inside of my bones
swerve, swerve, swerve
i feel behind. i don’t know why i’m so afraid of getting my license.

1/27/23
newborn
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newborn  18/F/wherever you are
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