We shifted speeds on the overpass and spiraled forward into the future.
But I mean, where else would you go?
The byways turned into highways that turned into skyways,
and I fell out of the car every time Id blink.
Open swiftly and the terminal second was subliminal past,
lives Id never known yet felt so full of.
In the car I was whole
human
and heart beats and
didnt need anything
but the wind in the
window
and the lights past
buildings in a
blur.
Somewhere else I was traversing through fate,
guiding lights towards Atlas that he may drop his burden and see.
-P.S.
Jun 13, 2013
Jun 13, 2013 at 1:37 AM UTC
We shifted speeds on the overpass and spiraled forward into the future.
But I mean, where else would you go?
The byways turned into highways that turned into skyways,
and I fell out of the car every time Id blink.
Open swiftly and the terminal second was subliminal past,
lives Id never known yet felt so full of.
In the car I was whole
human
and heart beats and
didnt need anything
but the wind in the
window
and the lights past
buildings in a
blur.
Somewhere else I was traversing through fate,
guiding lights towards Atlas that he may drop his burden and see.
-P.S.
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