i sigh a little
i fly a little

this is the one! - this is the thing!
                                    "when do you want to pull over?"
                                                                           "right now"

It's christmas, mail is the contract -

The gig is off,
Highway 40 to highway 1,
I sleep until the roadway becomes an exit because dreams excite me more -
because of the ****** and explicitness.
Commercials sound through out the house, televisions left on like a slow memory