russ drove down memorial drive
in his powder blue 1950's dodge wayfarer
the sun might not have been shining brightly
at that exact moment, since I was on the school bus
on my way home, it would have only been
an afternoon sun,
but in my memory it was the brightest time had ever been
because i sat in my black school bus seat
and looked out of the school bus window
at russ in his powder blue 1950 dodge wayfarer
with his green hair in carefully shaped statue of liberty spikes
russ was smiling at something
i would never know what
but russ's windshield was so clean and clear
that it just looked like such a colorful world
i was going to do my best to be a part of it
so excited about the life
i was going to end up
throwing away
such a wasted beautiful life
for the far-gone to forgo
May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 3:03 AM UTC
russ drove down memorial drive
in his powder blue 1950's dodge wayfarer
the sun might not have been shining brightly
at that exact moment, since I was on the school bus
on my way home, it would have only been
an afternoon sun,
but in my memory it was the brightest time had ever been
because i sat in my black school bus seat
and looked out of the school bus window
at russ in his powder blue 1950 dodge wayfarer
with his green hair in carefully shaped statue of liberty spikes
russ was smiling at something
i would never know what
but russ's windshield was so clean and clear
that it just looked like such a colorful world
i was going to do my best to be a part of it
so excited about the life
i was going to end up
throwing away
such a wasted beautiful life
for the far-gone to forgo
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