the miles between point a
and b are too many
but as always, the race is on
...and oh, yes
i am in a race
of my own creation
brain calculates and recalculates
eyes darting
vehicles
sunlight
road
mirror
(is that an officer of the law?)
i practice the smoothest curves
fluid motions
but at the same time
sweet sassy maggy
follow the rules
don't forget the coffee for the love of god
make it to the one gas station by 7
for fuck's sake, get around the blue car
the black car
the raggedy old truck
before the exit or you know
you. are. ******* for. miles.
for christ's sake, use all your ******* skill
to get a around a stupid slow truck
farm equipment
or a semi
before thou shall not pass
or you know your rage will be uncontrollable
things are going well
you feel confident...you will be on time
you are flying and no one can touch you
your driving is flawless
that crazy sun is shining
and the bass is vibrating your bones
and then t i m e s l o w s
as William H. Macy, you see it
it's that ******* Kia Sportage
adrenaline shoots into my veins
muscles tense
and i slam into manual
4....3
take that!
woman cruising like you're on a lazy sunday drive
smoking a cigarette like it's 1950.
don't you know that i'm in a race,
and you are my nemesis?
May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 9:54 PM UTC
the miles between point a
and b are too many
but as always, the race is on
...and oh, yes
i am in a race
of my own creation
brain calculates and recalculates
eyes darting
vehicles
sunlight
road
mirror
(is that an officer of the law?)
i practice the smoothest curves
fluid motions
but at the same time
sweet sassy maggy
follow the rules
don't forget the coffee for the love of god
make it to the one gas station by 7
for fuck's sake, get around the blue car
the black car
the raggedy old truck
before the exit or you know
you. are. ******* for. miles.
for christ's sake, use all your ******* skill
to get a around a stupid slow truck
farm equipment
or a semi
before thou shall not pass
or you know your rage will be uncontrollable
things are going well
you feel confident...you will be on time
you are flying and no one can touch you
your driving is flawless
that crazy sun is shining
and the bass is vibrating your bones
and then t i m e s l o w s
as William H. Macy, you see it
it's that ******* Kia Sportage
adrenaline shoots into my veins
muscles tense
and i slam into manual
4....3
take that!
woman cruising like you're on a lazy sunday drive
smoking a cigarette like it's 1950.
don't you know that i'm in a race,
and you are my nemesis?
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