FM Frequencies shocking
through my heart,
blurring colors with deep,
droning base.
Sitting in the car,
he looks at me and grins.
His thin chuckle chocking
me in its warm embrace.
'keep your eyes on the road'
'keep your eyes on the road'
Turning up the volume and turning down
our thoughts.
Laughing at the kids screeching by:
Naked and angry, with boiling flesh.
He taps the tone with timid tips
of his fingers.
Strumming on my
heart.
Drumming out my
FM frequencies.
Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 3:30 AM UTC
FM Frequencies shocking
through my heart,
blurring colors with deep,
droning base.
Sitting in the car,
he looks at me and grins.
His thin chuckle chocking
me in its warm embrace.
'keep your eyes on the road'
'keep your eyes on the road'
Turning up the volume and turning down
our thoughts.
Laughing at the kids screeching by:
Naked and angry, with boiling flesh.
He taps the tone with timid tips
of his fingers.
Strumming on my
heart.
Drumming out my
FM frequencies.
